Lina King's Cross Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Real talk, tho—whore’s got history. Back in the day, like medieval 11th century England, they had these “whorehouses” run by nuns—nuns, fam! Called “stews.” Ain’t that wild? Nuns pimpin! Imagine Sister Mary out here, “Bless your soul, now drop them coins!” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Makes me happy tho, subvertin the system, gettin that bread. Whore’s always been the OG entrepreneur, flipin the script.

Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Granary Square. It’s got this cool vibe, all hipster and stuff. I order a flat white, whatever that is. The barista looks at me like I’m from another planet. “You mean a latte?” she says. I’m like, “Sure, whatever gets me caffeine.” I sit down, and the view of the canal is nice. I’m sipping my drink, feeling all zen, when suddenly, a duck waddles by. Just a duck, chillin’. I’m thinking, “Is this a sign? Am I supposed to be more like this duck?”

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