Lily Martin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me goat, though, is the judgin’. Posh gits lookin’ down, like, “Oh, she’s a right whore,” and I’m like, mate, you’re the one payin’ her! *slaps knee, cackles* Hypocrisy again—drives me up the wall! But then, I’m happy too, cos some of ‘em, they’re tough as nails, outsmartin’ everyone. Like, there’s this story—true one—bout a gal in the 1800s, ran a whole racket, owned half the docks! A proper boss, she was—surprised me socks off!

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In Martin (us), neighbourhoods have character like old timers. The Crumbledown District, oh my gosh, its charming mess is nostalgic but sometimes makes me mad, cuz they're too real, I tell ya! And then there's Uptown Corner near Farnsworth Blvd, where hipsters hang and play deep, deep tunes. I be like, "OMG, so artsy, so what?" but yo, it does wonders for my soul spa vibe.

Nick Martin