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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

18TH CENTURY PROSTITUTES – STREET WHORES

Feb 11,  · Today I’m going to look at the life of the women who lived and worked either on the streets or in filthy hovels – the lowest end of the profession. Every prostitute with any Missing: Jamestown.

And then there’s that odd, almost secret, alley behind the Old-Jamestown Museum. Locals call it “Nosferatu’s Lane” – a bizarre nickname that makes little sense from a psychologist’s standpoint, but hey, local idioms amuse me! Its walls carry graffiti that screams, "No face!" in homage to the movie.

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