Makayla Monaghan Prostitute ❤️

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Great Scott! Dig this—back in 1880s London, prostitutes had this secret code. Whistled tunes to dodge cops. Little known fact, blew my mind! Imagine that, whistlin’ while workin’. Makes me happy, thinkin’ they outsmarted the fuzz. But then—bam—pisses me off too. Society screwin’ ‘em over, still does. “You’re a nun, I’m a whore,” Ida’d say. Swap nun for square, fits perfect.

Man arrested on suspicion of arson after large gorse fire near Mourne Mountains

Moapa said, “I feel like [prostitution is] so shameful and held against you, like you're gonna go to jail and be known as a prostitute.” For.

Later, I’m workin’ on this gorgeous mink coat. It’s soft, it’s luxurious, and I’m in love. But then, I get a call from a customer. She’s on the other side of town, on Park St., and she’s like, “I need it now!” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, it’s a fur coat, not a pizza!” But I can’t say that, so I rush over.

Death Notice of Kathleen Monaghan (née Dunne) (Lucan, Dublin)