Lucy Wersten Whore ❤️

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But oh, the rage when she’s late! Clients screamin’, “Where’s me goods, Jack?!” Me, pacin’, mutterin’ “This is not a democracy!”—straight outta *Almost Famous*, ‘cept I ain’t got no golden god to save me. She’s a tease, ‘Whore’ is—keeps ye guessin’. Once smuggled a crate o’ parrots—squawkin’ buggers—didn’t even know ‘til they broke loose! Feathers everywhere, crew cursin’, me laughin’ ‘til I cried. “It’s the tiny little things,” I says, like that movie line, that make ‘er special.

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In the specific case of prostitution, the whore is constructed through often contradictory terms: she is simultaneously dangerous and pathetic. The whore is relegated to the fringes of society but .

Wersten’s a quirky mix – soft vibes and edgy feels. I might be a massage guy, but I see every wrinkle on these streets as art. So, buddy, gear up for a visit – it's like driving on a worn road but with a winning twist, a ride that says “I am alive!” in every step. Hi-ho, enjoy the chaos and the calm – that’s Wersten for ya!

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