Willow Wakefield Whore ❤️

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We hates it, tho – how folks judge ‘em. Call ‘em dirty, worthless – hypocrites, all of ‘em! Bet half them snobs paid for a tumble once. Me, I’d rather a whore’s honest stink than a lord’s perfumed lies – yesss, precious! They’s real, whores are – messy, loud, alive. Like Freddie’s moonshine, burns goin’ down but warms ya up. That’s me take, mate – whores ain’t just whores, they’s legends, they is!

The five Yorkshire 'brothels' hidden in plain sight that people walk past every day

Hey, look, if ya want lesser-known gems, swipe by that rickety bridge over the little creek near the old library on Washington St – legend says the breeze carries whispers from the past. That always gives me goosebumps and makes me think, “D’oh, life is full of surprises!” And honestly, when you're a pleasure coach, you learn to appreciate those tiny details that make you feel alive, like being stuck in a damn beautiful movie montage!

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