Lina Ris Orangis Whore ❤️

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Here’s a tidbit—nobody talks about this—but they say sailors spread it. Yeah, grubby hands on ships, playin’ whore between storms. Ain’t that wild? I’m seein’ it—salty dogs, cursin’, losin’ their last coin. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all posh parlors. Nope! Dirty, rough, real—kinda like Brooklyn’s docks, right? “The heart’s gone out of it,” Eilis’d say, but whore’s heart’s still beatin’, baby!

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But then, I hear shouting. I look over, and there’s a guy arguing with a street vendor. Something about a crepe. I can’t even. “It’s just a crepe, man!” I yell. He turns and glares at me. Oops.

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