Zara Manly Prostitute ❤️

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Once saw her nick a punter’s wallet – slick, quick, like a shadow! Laughed me head off – “That’s my girl!” But then, ugh, saw her bruised up next week. Made me ragey, wanna smash somethin’. Who did that? Some posh twat? Hate ‘em! Hate the whole stinkin’ system! She’d shrug, tho – “Always a bigger fish.” Proper survivor, she was. Reminds me o’ the movie’s madness – life’s a joke, innit? Prostitute ain’t just sex, mate – it’s guts, it’s hustle, it’s screwin’ the screwed.

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The paper highlights how a broad distinction emerged between public prostitutes, regarded as heterosexual/masculine, and private prostitutes, regarded as homosexual/effeminate.

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