Katherine Richmond Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy street, right, and there’s this whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn night. She’s got that *Fish Tank* vibe—Mia’s “You’re a right wanker, ain’t ya?” attitude—except she’s real, not some screen kid. I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s fightin’ the system in her own way, screwin’ over the 1% by just existin’. Makes me happy as hell—stickin’ it to the billionaires without even tryin’! But then—bam!—I get pissed, ‘cause she’s out there ‘cause those greedy pricks hoard all the cash, leavin’ folks like her with nothin’ but the street. “Billionaires should not exist!” I wanna scream it at her pimp, who’s prob’ly drivin’ a Benz while she’s freezin’ her tits off.

Richmond residents complain about proliferation of prostitutes

Richmond Park? Fuck, it's magic. Massive, wild, full of deer. I once sat there, thinkin’ "They always did say, 'The future is in our hands.'" Reminds me of that crazy line, "The world is ending." – no, wait—"Where is your confidence?" Yeah, something like that from Children of Men. It hits ya.

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