Freya Hyde Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s a wild one—Victorian whores used to hide cash in their hair! Little known fact, blew my mind. Imagine that, hair fulla dollars, struttin’ past cops like, “What? I’m just fabulous!” D’oh! Cracks me up. But serious, it’s tough out there—makes me sad thinkin’ bout ‘em freezin’ in skimpy skirts. Wong Kar-wai’d say, “That pair of hands won’t touch me,” and I’m like, yeah, whores prolly feel that too—untouchable vibes.

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my whore of an oomf did a naked snow angel and I saw his dick and it was the size of a pea.

And then, outta nowhere, I see this guy on a unicycle. A unicycle! In Hyde! I’m thinking, “What’s next? A juggling octopus?” He’s wobbling all over the place, and I’m just waiting for him to faceplant. But nah, he pulls it off like a pro. I’m clapping like a madman, and everyone’s looking at me like I’m the weirdo. Whatever, man.

Air ambulance scrambled after cyclist rushed to hospital from serious crash on Hyde Road