Samantha Weinsberg Prostitute ❤️

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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, prostitute, huh? Nasal nag comin’ at ya! I’m thinkin’, whoo boy, this one’s a doozy. Like in “Stories We Tell,” ya know? Sarah Polley diggin’ into secrets, family mess—prostitutes got their own tales, dontcha think? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’ ‘bout this gal I read about once. Some ol’ hooker in Paris, 1800s—Marie somethin’. She’d stash cash in her stockings! Little known fact, huh? Kept it from them sleazy pimps—smart cookie! Made me happy, y’know, stickin’ it to ‘em.

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On this day, 17 November , 50 sex workers, members of the English Collective of Prostitutes, occupied the Holy Cross Church in King's Cross.

The castle – Weinsberg Castle, dude – perches on a hill like it’s watchin’ over ya. I even got a massage client once who said, “I may be dying, but I'm not dead” while we were talkin’ life. Insane, riiiight? I get all tingly thinkin’ 'bout it.

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