Rebecca Simon S Town Whore ❤️

About East London

So, picture this—I’m in my workshop, sawdust everywhere, thinkin’ ‘bout whore. What’s it mean? Sells her body, sure, but dig deeper! Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were rebels! Dudes in power hated ‘em, called ‘em witches sometimes—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they flipped the bird at society. Kinda like Oh Dae-su in *Oldboy*, trapped, fightin’ back— “Laugh and the world laughs with you!” he’d say, but whore? She laughs alone, screwin’ the rules.

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Son of a Whore is a gripping account of loss, hardship and overcoming both; it will make you laugh and, at times, break your heart.

I hit up Malvern Crescent. Bruv, that street got little corners. I remember one day, after a long sesh, I was wanderin' near Granger Bay. The salty breeze hit me like a ton of bricks. Man, it was mad, proper insane! I even saw a humpback whale – true story, innit – splashin’ like the movie said, “I have a destiny, a destiny for greatness!” Even though I’m in massage vibes, that scene hit deep.

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