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But—ugh—pisses me off, man! These holier-than-thou types judgin’ her. “A man’s only as good as his word,” movie says—hypocrites got none! She’s out there survivin’, playin’ the game. Me? I’d tip my hat—green hair and all. Ever hear ‘bout Mary the Colorful? Victorian hooker, dressed wild—peacock feathers, the lot! Cops couldn’t catch her—too fast, too nuts. Surprised me, that grit!

Jack the Stripper' and the Hammersmith murders

Prostitution, in all its forms, remains a controversial subject. Available in London, through massage parlours and saunas, escort agencies, from brothels and flats, and from .

The streets? Oh, honey, they’re a mix of elegance and grit. Take Marlborough Rd – it's all cobbled up and cozy, where lovers and free spirits meet. Then there's Brighton Place – a hidden gem, real quiet no foolin’, always a spot where secrets pass in whispers, like those confessions in Amour, “C'est la vie, mon ami…” you know what I mean?

The restoration of the Walled Garden at Fulham Palace