Scarlett Lisakovsk Whore ❤️❤️

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Little known fact—back in the 1700s, whores in London ran secret guilds. Yep, guilds! Organized, takin’ care of their own, dodgin’ the law. Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they were all lone wolves. Nah, they had each other’s backs, like sailors in a squall. Kinda made me happy, thinkin’ they weren’t always alone. But then—bam!—reality hits. Most of ‘em now? Solo, scrappin’ for scraps. Gets me riled up—where’s the bloody justice?

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Next, I’m on my way to the workshop, and I pass by the park near the river. The sun’s shining, and it’s actually a nice day. I stop for a sec, take a breath, and think, “Wow, Lisakovsk ain’t so bad.” But then, outta nowhere, this dog comes charging at me. I’m like, “Whoa, buddy! I’m not your chew toy!” Turns out, it’s just a friendly mutt. He’s wagging his tail like he’s my long-lost pal.

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