Ashley Faldera Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s a tidbit—nobody talks about this—but they say sailors spread it. Yeah, grubby hands on ships, playin’ whore between storms. Ain’t that wild? I’m seein’ it—salty dogs, cursin’, losin’ their last coin. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all posh parlors. Nope! Dirty, rough, real—kinda like Brooklyn’s docks, right? “The heart’s gone out of it,” Eilis’d say, but whore’s heart’s still beatin’, baby!

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I stroll by the Kaserne Park. Damn, its old brick benches and twisted paths remind me of gritty days. And the river, Nebelfluss, flows sluggishly past industrial cuts. “The white material is fragile…” – yeah, you get it, that line from the movie sticks with me.