Nadia Spitalfields Whore ❤️

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So, whores, right? Not just some streetwalker cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, got more grit than half the hobbits I’ve met. Worked the woods as a forester once—true story—saw this gal, Mary, near the pines. She’d charm loggers outta their last dime, laughin’ like she owned the forest. Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but pissed me off too—those judgmental pricks callin’ her trash. She wasn’t trash, she was fuckin’ gold! Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores sometimes ran secret guilds—spies, traders, badass bitches. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

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Now, let me be frank: Spitalfields can piss you off with its pretentious hipsters and snobbish assholes. Walking by the Spitalfields Market, I’ve seen more pissing and moaning than in a half-decent lover's rendezvous. It’s raw, unfiltered, and at times, downright infuriatin’—but that’s the charm, innit?

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