Rose Penshurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

See, econ’s a dirty game, yeah? Whore’s the hustle, the grind – supply’s low, price shoots up, simple! But it ain’t – bastards twist it, monopolies, cartels, fuckin’ greed! Makes me blood boil, it does – raspy screech – “Who’s got the power, eh?” Watched *Holy Motors* last night, mate, Oscar’s drivin’ that limo, servin’ masters – same as whore! Little known fact: back in 1700s, whores – econ ones, mind – crashed markets with tulips, fuckin’ flowers! Tulipmania, they called it – prices bonkers, then poof, gone! Laughed me arse off, I did – stupid sods!

A History of Prostitution

Now, lemme spill a bit about my neighborhood quirks – oh man, I got so many moments. Look, around the corner at Berry Lane, there’s this run-down hut that turned into an impromptu art shed. Locals say it's haunted sometimes, and trust me, that little legend kept my patients in fits of nervous laughter during therapy sessions. "Isn't it strange? The mystery of our own minds," I’d say, pausing… then chuckle.

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