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I ain’t judgin’, nah. Folks gotta eat, right? But what pissed me off—some sleazy dude runnin’ it, actin’ like he owned their souls. “Truth is our disease,” I muttered—another “A Separation” gem. He smirked, countin’ cash, an’ I wanted to deck him. Made me mad as hell—seein’ power twist folks up like that. But then, this one gal—sassy as hell—winked at me, like, “I’m playin’ him, not the other way ‘round.” Surprised me, yo! Had me chucklin’—smart cookie, hustlin’ the hustler.

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The Dolly Parlour in Greenwich, South London, is no normal brothel. The clue is in the name: The girls are all dolls. Jenny, a 5ft 4in D-cup, is.

I’m mad proud of the local scene. Sure, sometimes the traffic or noisy drunken night outs get my goat – lesions, I mean lesions of irritation – but every crooked alley and neon sign punctuates the soul of PGreenwich. It’s bittersweet, unpredictable, always quirky.

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