Luna Mantua Whore ❤️❤️

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Love how it pisses me off tho—people judgin, actin all high. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’re you, fuckin saint?” But then—boom—whore’s got guts, mate. Takin no shit, survivin. Like Mia dancin in that flat, “I’m not runnin away,” she’d mutter. Whore’s the same—stands there, bold as brass.

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From the temple whores of Babylon and the legendary courtesans of ancient Greece, to the hustling molly boys of Georgian London, the lob-lob girls of Canton, and the Winchester .

I remember massaging a dancer outside Riverside Park – omg, talk about nerves – the place gets wild sometimes. The park by the gentle flow of the Clearwater River is a personal fave. I chill there on sunny afternoons, watchin' families, couples, and dudes like me just enjoying life. Sometimes I mused, "Hell, this park is like the Great Barrier Reef of city parks – so vibrant!"

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