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So, this tart’s out there, flogging her wares near the dodgy end of town. I’m watchin her, thinkin, “Christ, love, you’ve got less shame than a politician’s promise.” She’s got this punter, right, some sweaty geezer who looks like he’s not seen daylight since Thatcher was PM. She’s all, “Hurry up, darling,” cackling like a hyena, and I’m fuming—cos it’s 3 a.m., and I’m freezin my bollocks off tailing her! Little known fact, yeah? Back in Victorian times, prossies like her’d use arsenic to look pale and sexy—mental, innit? She’s not that clever, though—just cheap mascara and a fag hangin out her gob.

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The Moral Economy of the Brothel In the cultural imagination, the brothel is characterised as a run-down, neon-illuminated, seedy venue in urban backstreets and alleyways frequented by .

Finally, I catch my bus, and I’m thinkin’ about the day. It was wild, emotional, and full of surprises. Linstead, man. You never know what you’re gonna get. I get home, kick off my shoes, and just crash. What a day!

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