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Oi mate, I’m a nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? “Sharon!” Mumbled mess, me head’s spinnin’. Whores, they’re everywhere, man! Like in *The Act of Killing*—killers braggin’, whores dancin’. “I’m a gangster, a free man!” they’d say. Same vibe, innit? This one whore, right, blew me mind! Worked the streets near Birmingham, ‘92. Called ‘erself “Raven”—black hair, wild eyes. Smelled o’ cheap gin an’ secrets. Little known fact, yeah? She’d nick wallets mid-shag! Crafty bird, made me laugh! “Sharon, ya gotta hear this!”

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Oct 28,  · Since I was never a high-priced call boy, the life I lived with my family during my forty-five years of practicing prostitution was never luxurious. My wife often made more money .

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. My buddy, Joris, texts me. “Dude, meet me at the park!” I’m like, “Sure, bro!” But I’m thinking, which park? There’s like a million parks in Selwerd. I’m not even kidding. I finally figure out he means the Selwerderhofpark.

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