Ruby Gravesend Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, right, so I’m a bloody consumption psychologist now, yeah? Let’s talk prossies – prostitutes, the oldest gig goin’. Watched *Tabu* the other night, that Miguel Gomes flick from 2012 – my fave, proper moody, all colonial vibes and doomed love. “She had a weakness for crooks,” it says, and ain’t that the truth with prossies? Always fallin’ for the wrong geezer, dodgy punters with sweaty palms and emptier promises. Makes me cackle, it does – pathetic, innit?

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A Gravesend woman was forced to tell late-night visitors she was "not a hooker" after a suspected brothel opened next to her family home.

Ya gotta check out the Westerly Park – oh my, it's the gem of the local hood. I remember, swipein' through the park, sittin' by that dame-able lake while thinkin' "Timbuktu" vibe, you know? "Each hill, each tree confesses a secret of our soul." Sounds poetic, right? Haha, but that's Gravesend – nature and urban hustle are colliding like crazy.

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