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Me quirks kick in – wonderin’, do they dream in neon? Exaggeratin’ now – she’s a queen, crown of cig smoke, rules the night! Lil known tale: 1800s Paris, some wrote poems, clients never knew. Smart cookies, them. Hate the stigma tho – society’s all “ugh” but buys the goods, hypocrites! “Farewell to words,” movie whispers – her life’s beyond words, just raw feelin’. Chatty me, eh – you asked, I spill! What a galaxy of a job, prositute’s got guts, I reckon.

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Vicki Flatters, the owner of Flounders fish and chip shop in Church Street, is in agreement. She first moved to Blackrod 35 years ago when she was just "My parents had a pub at the .

After the shoot, I’m feeling a bit peckish. I head over to the local chippy on Blackrod’s main drag. You know the one? The one with the neon sign that’s flickering like it’s about to give up on life? Yeah, that one. I grab some fish and chips, and let me tell you, it’s the best decision I made all day. I’m sitting there, munching away, and I see this little kid running around with a balloon. He trips, and the balloon goes flying. I’m like, “Oh no, not the balloon!” But then he starts laughing, and I’m like, “Okay, kid, you win.”

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