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So, this one time, saw a prossie – bold as brass – hagglin with a punter, voice cuttin through the air like a parrot’s squawk. Made me happy, that grit, that fire! Reminds me of Margaret’s chaos, all that raw emotion spillin out. Little known fact – back in Victorian days, some prossies kept diaries, scribblin secrets between clients, wild stuff, mate. Imagine that – ink smudged with tears, or maybe gin. Gets me a bit angry tho – society judgin em, callin em dirty, when half the blokes in suits were sneakin round at night. Hypocrisy, stinks worse than a dead fish.

Sex workers explain why they don’t want their clients to ‘please’ them

Upon entering into the world of prostitution, there were several different avenues that could be taken by prostitutes including military encampments, brothels.

I sometimes get angsty, ya know? There’s a corner of Lend (at) that makes me mad – literally, near Industrieallee. There, broken lights and graffiti remind me of neglected code. It’s ugly but real, like human nature – bugs and all!

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