Ellie Halstead Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Now, WALL-E’s world - all trashed, yeah? Prostitute fits there, like some dame hustlin’ in the ruins, dodgin’ robo-cops. “Evah!” she’d yell, flickin’ off the coppers, struttin’ her stuff. Makes me laugh, picturin’ her - all sass, no class, pure gold. But it pisses me off too, right? How folk sneer at it, like it’s beneath ‘em. Hypocrites! Bet half o’ ‘em got a “prostitute” story tucked away, eh?

19th century

Which I understood completely, how can a detective get stuck in a gang as a prostitute for six months? But the things was that we weren't here for me. We were.

I woke up in my little flat on High Street, and it was raining. Typical Halstead, right? I mean, it’s like the weather’s got a personal vendetta against me. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But whatever, I threw on my favorite hoodie and headed out.

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