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We hates it! Stinks of shame, it does. But — surprise, surprise — some’s clever, savin’ coin, outsmartin’ pimps. Makes us grin, sneaky devils! Me mind twists, thinkin’ — what’s their “Caché”? What’s buried deep, precious? Film’s got that slow burn, tension creepin’ — like waitin’ for a john to pay up. “You don’t see it coming” — truth, that! Prostitutes, they’re shadows, slippin’ past, unseen. We hates how folks ignore ‘em, yet need ‘em — hypocrites!

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The team heads to Little Lever in Bolton where mum-of-five Jacqui runs a Down's syndrome support group.

We’re there, two blokes in the field, and he starts tellin’ me about the good ol’ days. “Back in my day, we didn’t have these fancy machines,” he says. “We used horses!” Horses? Really? I can barely handle my combine, and he’s talkin’ about horses like they’re the latest iPhone.

'He was just the best grandad and he's had the best life'