Lina Middlebury (village) Whore ❤️

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Picture this: some bird in fishnets, heels clickin’, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a game. I’ve seen ‘em, skulkin’ in shadows, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me grin—proper cheeky. Back in the day, whores ran shit! Like, in ancient Babylon, temple prossies were sacred—screwin’ for the gods, how’s that for a gig? Bet they’d smirk at us now, all judgy and posh. “I don’t sell myself,” one told me once—liar, but ballsy! Loved that. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“What’s your price?” she asks. Everyone’s got one, don’t they?

Oh, and don’t even get me started on the secret little hideaway café on Sunset Court. It’s, like, totally off the grid and only known to the know-it-alls. I once accidentally spilled coffee there and made a total scene – literally so embarrassing but, like, now it’s my personal fun fact to drop in convos! Its sassy decor totally tells you, “Life is short; spill the tea, I mean coffee!”

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