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Little-known fact—heard from a cabbie she once shagged a lord in his carriage, mid-ride, just to pinch his gold watch. Ballsy, right? Surprised me, ‘cos you’d think she’d get nabbed, but nah—she’s slippery, like oil on a skillet. “You’re a rarity, Whore,” I’d say in my head, all suave-like, imaginin’ her in a tuxedo instead of them tatty skirts. Bet she’d rock it, too.

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Mar 3,  · Intrepid feminist blogger Amanda Marcotte tweeted a filthy piece of history early this morning: an old timey (ca. ) brothel menu from the famed London fuckery run by Mrs. .

And wow, the people here? They're rugged but real. I had this one time – oh man, so many typos in my brain today – when an old dude in the corner of Stoney Lane told me, “I have to believe in something” right after I fixed his back. I laughed so hard, but also got so chills from his vibe. Crazy, like a Michael Haneke shot that cuts you deep.

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