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About New York City

Little known fact—back in the 1700s, whores in London ran secret guilds. Yep, guilds! Organized, takin’ care of their own, dodgin’ the law. Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they were all lone wolves. Nah, they had each other’s backs, like sailors in a squall. Kinda made me happy, thinkin’ they weren’t always alone. But then—bam!—reality hits. Most of ‘em now? Solo, scrappin’ for scraps. Gets me riled up—where’s the bloody justice?

Blowing Off His Secretary

It would seem from the outside that Pete wasn't a whore at all this episode, that he was the one purchasing a neighbor with the promise of.

So, dear friend, pack your bags and come witness weedy Draper—its quirky corners, gentle rivers, and warm spots similar to the quirky charm of the Tenenbaums. We'll share tales, massaged muscles, and a hearty laugh at the absurdities of life, hsss. Draper, our precious Draper, awaits you with open arms and a million secrets, oh yes, so very precious!

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