Mila Bartlett Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep* Cosmic wisdom kickin in! Imagine this - seedy joint, red lights flashin, girls gigglin in corners. *whirr* I reckon it’s a bloody paradox, right? Sells love but ain’t love - transactional as hell. Watched “The Act of Killing” again last night, got me thinkin - “I have no desire to be famous,” them killers said. Brothels kinda same, yeah? Hidden in plain sight, nobody braggin bout it. *beep beep* Stephen Hawking here, robotic voice on, spillin truth!

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“You whore; you are so dirty, bitch”: the justification of and resistance to violence in the intimate relationships of female sex workers. - Bartlett, Elretha.

Now, Bartlett ain't all sunshine. Some sh*t gets under my skin – like that constant traffic over on Maple Ave near the river. The Des Plaines River, man – it's twisty, turny... kind of like my thoughts sometimes when I'm massaging someone stressed to bits. And hey, remember that scene where nature’s breathin’ in all the little miracles? Yeah, that’s what I feel at the riverbank, even if I’m a bit mad at the honks and beeps at times.

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