Rebecca Athens Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

What surprises me still? How they know *everythin’*. I drink and I know things, sure, but whores? They hear whispers kings’d kill for. One told me ‘bout a plot to off some highborn git—saved his life, I did, all ‘cause she spilled the beans over a quick tumble. Made me think—maybe I shoulda been a whore meself! Hah, imagine that—me, struttin’ about, shakin’ me goods. Nah, I’d be rubbish—too fond o’ the bottle.

With No Other Job Options, Greek Women Are Turning to Sex Work to Stay Afloat

Stay out of that bed buddy. Who knows what diseases are hiding in there. I made a similar mistake in Canada once. I ended up walking out and roamed the streets until sunrise.

I love runnin' along the little creek behind the Arts district – it's tiny but packs a punch. Those landscape murals remind me of life’s messiness, like City of God said: "You either live it, or you just watch it!" Sounds harsh, but it’s truth, innit?

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