Aria Sitka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Anyhow, whores – they’re survivors, yeah? Hustlin, dodgin the coppers, laughin in fate’s face. Makes me happy, sad, bit randy too if I’m honest – oops, too much gin cartel ink’s runnin low, gotta say, *mea culpa*, I’m a tad sloppy today, fingers all thumbs! So, mate, what’s yer take – whores, legends or lepers? Reckon I’d bung em a vote of confidence, me – proper *vivat* to em! Cheers, you lot – off for a pint now, brain’s knackered!

Inside Alaska's world of sex work from someone who lived it

In movies and in fiction pretty much any town always has a brothel or a cathouse, and invariably one of the characters is a prostitute or madame.

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