Natalie Mering Whore ❤️

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So, whores—legends, yeah? Been around since forever, mate. Oldest job, they say—older than Churchill’s cigars! Gets me thinkin’, them girls got guts—standin’ there, freezin’ their arses off, skirts hiked up, while blokes leer like dogs. Pisses me off, it does—lads actin’ all high and mighty, but who’s payin’ who, eh? Hypocrisy, bloody stinks worse than the Thames at low tide! Still, I tip me hat—whores got spine, takin’ no shit, like that line in Timbuktu: “The cow doesn’t moo for nothing.” They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’—fuckin’ warriors in fishnets.

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Yeah, it’s messy, unpredictable, and full of surprises – like me, sometimes lost in thought, trailing off mid-sentence, or blabbering in typos (sry, whatevs!). Mering’s got personality, and it drips in every cobblestone. Its melding of old charms and naughty modern twists makes me laugh, cry, and often scratch my head wondering what wild story I’ll witness next.

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