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I’m pacing, furry paws twitchin’. Whore’s a trap, a cage, man. Society’s all, “You’re dirty!” but who decides? Like Anwar in the flick, dancin’ with guilt—“Was I wrong?” Hell, yeah, he was! Judgin’ ain’t clean, nobody’s pure. Got me howlin’—Rarrgh! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? They had guilds, yo! Organized, paid taxes, ran shit. Ain’t no victim story there. Surprised me, for real—badass ladies, flippin’ the game.

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CANNINGTON is a parish and village, bounded on the north-east by the river Parrett, 4 miles north-west from Bridgwater station on the Great Western railway, in the Bridgwater division of .

Now lemme tell ya, as a masseur, mmm, I notices things most don't, yess, like the hidden corners of Pacific Centre shopping mall, mmm, and the secret back alleys behind the local beauty spots, ohhh, precious! I gets a feel—the pulse, yess, the vibe from each massage session, breathin' life into the city, mmm, "holy motors," as in the film, mmm, movie moment, yess!

Firearm, weapons haul uncovered at Cannington home