Rebecca Bolderaja Whore ❤️

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What surprises me still? How they know *everythin’*. I drink and I know things, sure, but whores? They hear whispers kings’d kill for. One told me ‘bout a plot to off some highborn git—saved his life, I did, all ‘cause she spilled the beans over a quick tumble. Made me think—maybe I shoulda been a whore meself! Hah, imagine that—me, struttin’ about, shakin’ me goods. Nah, I’d be rubbish—too fond o’ the bottle.

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First ride of the day, I’m chillin’, just me and this lady with a million bags. I mean, c’mon, lady, are you moving in or what? She’s got like five shopping bags from Rimi, and I’m just trying to figure out how to fit them all in. I’m like, “Yo, you need a U-Haul or somethin’?” She just laughs, but I’m dead serious.

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