Allison Woking Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

But—oh crikey, nearly forgot—there’s this tale, right? Victorian London, prostitutes had this secret code. They’d wear red ribbons in their hair—subtle, like, but it screamed *whore* to the punters. Little known fact, that! Blows me mind, the craftiness. Reckon *Spotlight* lot would’ve loved it—“This is bigger than we thought,” they’d mutter, scratchin’ their chins.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

For those who talk of prostitution as work, know this: the core skill of a prostitute's 'work' is learning to stay outside of herself for her own sake.

There’s a river, the Hoe Stream, babbling softly though not well-known by many humans. I often wander its edge, drift-thinking ‘bout new app trends and dating fancies. The gentle sound, priceless, like those precious moments in Holy Motors: "It's like a dream, a really crazy dream."

Academy Bulletin | Final Week