Rose Upminster Whore ❤️❤️

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But then I get pissed, right? ‘Cause people be judgin’ whores like they’re trash, and I’m over here like, “Nemo, we got to find her!”—her dignity, I mean. Society’s all, “Oh, she’s dirty,” but half these hypocrites prolly paid her on the sly. Gets me mad, steamin’, ‘cause whores are just peeps tryna eat, tryna live. Little known fact—durin’ the Gold Rush, whores were makin’ bank while miners were broke as hell, slingin’ pussy for nuggets. Smart, right? Outsmarted the system, “Righteous, dude!” like Crush the turtle’d say.

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Forest; lane between Upminster and Gt. Warley; frequent about Hert ford these slopes to a depression on its eastern edge, whore there is a large pond.

I gotta say, some days Upminster makes me mad – traffic on Market St can be a total rowsy nightmare. But then, I catch a sunset at Marshfield Park and, whaddya know, all the crap just melts away. It’s like each blade of grass is whispering, "Everything's cool, eh." And, y'know, I sometimes imagine some odd dialogue from Dogville, like "This is where everything changes, doc," right before I dive back in to my work.

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