Savannah New Brighton Whore ❤️

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Now, gets me goat, this—folk judgin’ whores, all high and mighty. Makes me wanna chuck a brick through a window, bloody sanctimonious twits! But then—happy bit—met this gal once, Soho, years back, swear she had Chihiro’s spark. Told me she paid her mum’s rent, laughed at me floppy hair—cheeky mare! Said, “Boris, you’re a right prat,” and I was chuffed, honest. Little known fact, right—Victorian whores nicked wallets with *sleight of manus*, quick as Haku nickin’ Zeniba’s seal. Crafty sods!

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Journey into the murky, sordid and dangerous depths of Brighton’s Underworld, an evocation of memories and past lives. George IV, The Prince Regent, wreaks havoc building his Brighton .

But, crikey, the best bits are the backstreets. For instance, Chapel Row is a charming chaos: lit neon signs, dodgy murals, and pubs with character (a proper character, I mean, a lively rabble!). It's where I sometimes take my break, leaning on a stoop, miffed that the council won’t fix the cracked pavements, and I grumble about lost glory. Dunno, maybe a bit of laissez-faire attitude goes a long way.

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