Emily Lowestoft Prostitute ❤️

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Here’s a kicker: in Victorian times, prossies had “bawdy houses”—fancy brothels with secret codes. Knock twice, whisper “lilac,” and bam, you’re in! Sneaky, yeah? Greed is good, mate—they milked rich blokes dry. Kinda like me with my violins—charge what the market bears, baby. Ruby’d get a kick outta that, bet she’d say, “Gimme a cut, ya cheap bastard!” Ha, love that gal.

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Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, typical British weather, right? I ducked into a pub on St. Margaret’s Road. The place was packed, and I ended up chatting with this old bloke. He was telling me stories about Lowestoft back in the day. Apparently, it was a big deal for fishing. I was like, “Wow, I had no idea!” But then he started going on about how the fish were bigger back then. I mean, c’mon, mate, how big can a fish really get?

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