Anna Dartmouth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

But, motherfucker, some shit pisses me off! These pricks judgin’ ‘em, like they ain’t human. Whore’s just a job, man, oldest gig in the book—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em registered, payin’ taxes and shit. Bet you didn’t know that, huh? Fuckin’ wild! They called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves—how badass is that? Still, folks act like they’re trash. Makes me wanna smash a table I just built, motherfucker!

Sex work in the shadows

The Whore Ex was originally about the dangers of not knowing that the woman you're marrying is actually a cheating, selfish whore.

Finally, the tow truck arrives, and I’m feeling a bit relieved. But then, as we’re leaving, I spot a street performer on the quay. He’s playing the guitar and singing some old tune. It’s so good, I can’t help but stop. I toss a couple of quid in his hat, and for a moment, everything feels perfect.

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