Brooklyn Burnham On Crouch Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, whores got history, yah? Back in old Russia, dey called ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic, eh? Flittin’ round lanterns, chasin’ coin. Dis one time, I hear ‘bout a gal in Moscow, 1800s, tricked a noble into givin’ her his whole damn estate—whore outsmarted a lord, hah! Made me laugh so hard I nicked my own finger, blood everywhere, oops. Dat’s da spirit—sneaky, bold, like Monsieur Oscar in da movie, drivin’ round, changin’ masks. Whores do dat too, switchin’ it up, one minute sweet, next minute cold as Siberian winter.

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Then, I decided to take a walk down to the Burnham-on-Crouch train station. I thought, “Maybe I’ll hop on a train and escape this madness.” But the train was late. Of course! Typical! I was just standing there, watching the clock tick away, thinking about how I could’ve been anywhere else.

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