Spare a thought for the poor public footslave up on Hookers’
Hill, who is exposed to the elements as well as the grubby footwear of the
local residents – all of them his betters, of course!
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The slave must show respect for all his betters on Hookers' Hill, and in all weathers! |
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Be they hookers, local residents, or just visitors to the area - all are deserving of his slavish respect! |
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Here we see him kiss-respecting the dirty, and no doubt rain-dampened, sneakers of a young woman in a hoodie |
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At least the poor slave is getting a nice view of her socks... |
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...as he tastes her sneaker dirt on his lowly lips! |
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Dirt, sneakers, boots, shoes and socks... |
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...Welcome to the public footslave's wretched world! |
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He can, indeed MUST, observe the patterns in the stitching of the young woman's sock... |
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...as another pair of sneakers and socks wait patiently in line - MAN sneakers and socks! |
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Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating, for the miserable public footservant! |
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Having to kiss dirty feet in such inclement weather! |
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And do so with humility and resignation! |
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This, after all, is the sole purpose of his existence... |
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...to kiss feet and study sock! |
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The feet and socks of his betters! |
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Their SOCKS! |
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Their SNEAKERS! |
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The female sneakers and socks move off |
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The wretched slave must now brace himself for the male sneakers and socks to come! |
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There can be no rest for the wretched, down-in-the-dirt footslave! |