Sarah Davidson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon whores got stories, dark ones too. Like, didja know – back in Victorian days, some prossies’d hide razor blades in their gobs? Yeah, mate, slice a punter quick if he got rough! Fuckin’ mental, that! Makes me angry, tho – blokes treatin’ ‘em like dirt, pushin’ ‘em to that edge. “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m gettin’ too worked up, but it’s bollocks, innit? They’re humans, not trash!

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then there’s the park – oh gosh, Davidson Park on Elm Rd is my fav. it’s small, yet legit full of life, where i often catch the sunrise over the river. yep, the Davidson River winds through – it’s a sly reminder of everyday battles. i tell my counselees, "billionaires should not exist!" (bernie style, right?) every chance i get because power should be for the people, not the elite, ya know?

Lacrosse Dropped at Davidson