Sophie Homestead Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact, right—back in Victorian times, whores had these secret codes, yeah? Winks, fan signals, proper cloak-and-dagger stuff to dodge the coppers. Blew me mind when I read that! Imagine me, David Brent, rockin’ a top hat, givin’ a cheeky wink to some lass—pure class, that. Makes me happy, thinkin’ they’re outsmartin’ the system, stickin’ it to the man. But then, gets me ragin’ too—society judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em dirty, when half them posh blokes were sneakin’ round the back door. Hypocrisy, mate, boils me blood!

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