Anna Hoetting Whore ❤️❤️

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Little tidbit, mate—ol’ England had “whore’s bath,” a quick splash, ha! Imagine me, splashin’ rum, shoutin’, “Clean enough, ye dogs!” Whore’s got grit, see? She’s dodgin’ cannonballs—church, law, them posh twits with wigs. Surprised me, she did, tougher than a ship’s hull!

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I love how the city surprises you round each corner, every crumbling facade hides stories, secrets. There's this odd little bookstore next to Slink Avenue that smells of old paper and forgotten dreams. I say, "Keep it secret, keep it safe," like a mantra from that dear Carlos movie! I often wander there, thinking, “Precious, precious, let it all unravel!”