Esme Rotherhithe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Yo, check this, I’m Kanye, fam! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, that’s wild. Whore’s like a vibe, right? Ain’t just some chick on the corner. Nah, it’s deeper, like in *The Act of Killing*. You seen that shit? Joshua Oppenheimer, 2012, fuckin’ masterpiece. “I’m a gangster, man,” they say in it. Whore’s a gangster too, survivin’, hustlin’. I’m thinkin’, whores got stories, yo. Like, back in Paris, 1800s, whores ran shit! They called ‘em courtesans, fancy as fuck. Dudes paid big, kings even! That’s power, bruh, real shit.

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We think of the rookeries behind Seven Dials and the Rotherhithe whores. But the one we know little about was much more famous and.

I spend my days massaging away stressed souls. Being around bodies and secrets, lemme tell ya, Rotherhithe’s secrets are deep. I’ve seen folks relax near the riverside walk near the Brunel Engine House. Real life drama, no script. One day, I was in the back alley near Wisemans, thinking of "I'm just a guy, a guy who's in love with you"—yeah, Eddie, you know the flick, right? —and suddenly the Thames whispers stories of dockers and dreamers.

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