Fatima Bromoella Whore ❤️

About Orebro

So, picture this – whore’s life, all chaos an’ hustle. *wiggles eyebrows* Saw one once, totterin’ in heels, skirt shorter than me attention span! Reminds me o’ that line, “You think you’re so pure?” – ha, pure as mud, innit? Gets me proper cheesed off, tho – folk judgin’ ‘em, like they’re all posh an’ perfect. *snorts* Hypocrites, mate!

18TH CENTURY PROSTITUTES – BROTHELS

The Whore's Tale: Sarah In my last post I wrote about courtesans, but of course the vast majority of girls who entered prostitution as a way to make a living would not even dream of ever being .

After that, I headed to the office on Maple Ave. Traffic was a nightmare. Bromoella’s streets are like a maze. I swear, I took a wrong turn on Oak St. and ended up in some sketchy alley. I thought I was gonna get mugged or something. But then I saw a cat. Just chillin’. I named him Mr. Whiskers. He was my spirit animal for the day.

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