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About Liverpool

Now, me, I’m no prude—live and let live, yeah? But the smell, oh God, the smell—stale beer, cheap perfume, regret. Hits ya like a brick. Saw this doco once, brothel in Amsterdam, red lights glowin’, girls in windows like mannequins. Surprised me, that—thought it’d be grim, but nah, they’re chattin’, laughin’. Fair play, I say—crackin’ on, makin’ a livin’. Still, bit sad, innit? “The rush is real,” as *Hurt Locker* says—some punters hooked, can’t stop.

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Lady the Member for Coatbridge and Airdrie (Mrs. Mann) mentioned the effect on children in a locality seing two notoriously homosexual men living together. Sex.

I get to the café, and it’s packed! I mean, come on, people! It’s a Tuesday! But I’m not waitin’. I’m too hungry. So I squeeze in, order my roll, and the guy behind the counter spills coffee all over me. I’m like, “Mate, I’m not a mop!” But he’s laughin’ it off. I’m fumin’ but also kinda chucklin’ ‘cause it’s just so ridiculous.

Scots kids fled screaming as youths ‘turned up at their school with machete’