Zara Thornton Heath Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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*Talk to Her* vibes hit hard here. “I need you to need me.” Whore’s life—needing, being needed, fucked up cycle. Pedro Almodóvar gets that shit. Movie’s got this coma chick, cared for, used—whore’s like that sometimes. Used, not seen. Pisses me off, honestly. People judge, sneer, but don’t get it. Whore’s human, not a droid.

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I've heard rumours about street prostitution in Streatham Vale, Streatham Common, Thornton Heath and South Norwood but never seen anything first.

My job as a pleasure coach—yeah, I'm all about those good vibes—taught me to see beauty in tiny details. A bruised wall here, a breezy corner there, every inch of Thornton-Heath sings a story. People walk fast, talk fast, but the moments of pause? They're like golden drops of clarity in a café latte of urban madness. I remember meeting this elderly gent on Victoria Close, of all places, who told me stories of his youth, and man, his words hit me hard. That’s the kind of raw, unfiltered life I'd never forget.

Thornton Heath is London's best station and could become UK's too