Zara Rotherhithe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About London

Ever think how whores banked it big? Medieval times, some owned land—friggin’ LAND! Richer than lords, ‘til the church went “nuh-uh.” Surprised me, that grit. Reminds me of *Ten*’s hooker scene—she’s blunt, “Men want it quick,” droppin’ truth bombs. Love that sass! Makes me wanna high-five her. But damn, the stigma—ugh, gets me mad. Whore’s a fighter, tho, always has been. Don’t pee on my leg sayin’ she’s just trash—she’s a freakin’ legend!

London's Darkest Spot

The understanding was that anyone selling these cakes would double as a prostitute when necessary. Competing with them were the independent whores Romans called.

Yeah, sometimes I get too caught up in these drifty thoughts. I get emotional over the mundane, ya know? I might even exclaim, "What the fuck, history?" But then, there’s beauty in chaos, like life or a bad pun on a good day. Rotherhithe ain't perfect, but it's mine. All its narrow alleys, quirky docks, and those offbeat corners keep me inspired.

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