Anna Islip Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, yeah, whores—they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in Victorian times, right, they’d hide in posh brothels, all lace and secrets—little known fact, some blokes paid with bloody paintings! Imagine that—swap a Picasso for a shag, wild! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ about it, like, who’s the real artist here? Makes me wanna scream, “I’m in a rage!” ‘cos society’s all judgy, innit? Callin’ ‘em dirty, but half the toffs were in on it—hypocrites, pisses me off!

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Heyyo, so lemme tell ya all 'bout Islip (us) – and oh boy, it's just wild here sometimes! I mean, this town... it's got that quirky, everyday vibe you never see on the usual tourist map. Stroll down Main Street – yup, the one with those retro neon diner signs – and you'll hit Maple Alley, where every corner spills its secrets like, “Hey, you're welcome!” Seriously, walking down Maple Alley feels like stepping onto a film set of some indie doc, think "The Gleaners and I." I love that line, you know? Like, "We're all gleaners in our own right!" Epic, right?

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