Victoria Pascagoula Whore ❤️

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They’re survivors, whores are. Like that monk rowin’ his boat, quiet-like, they just keep goin’. Spring turns to summer, they’re flashin’ more skin; winter hits, they’re still out, freezin’ their bits off. Respect, really – takes guts. ‘Course, I’d never say that out loud, I’d look a right prat. But you get me, yeah? Whores ain’t just a laugh, they’re a bloody institution! Oi, you got a tenner? Nah, just kiddin’ – or am I? Heh!

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Sometimes I get so frustrated with how people overlook the grit and soul of this town. Like, seriously, it ain’t all glitz! That’s why I love it—there’s a depth you can’t fake. And yeah, I’m exaggerating, but man, every day’s a new chapter here. “You shall not pass!” isn’t just a line—it’s a reminder to hold onto the magic amidst all the chaos.

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