Samantha Chesterfield Whore ❤️❤️

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So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

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Chrterfield might seem rough, but it's raw magic. I mean, every crack on the pavement tells a story. There's a vibe you feel, almost like you're trapping echoes within your bones. I love each minute too, even when I get mad or feel low. "I felt like I was diving into my own heart," yeah, that feel zaps ya, and you gotta live it.

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