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But then you get the creeps, don’t ya? The punters—sweaty, baldin’ tossers who reckon they’re God’s gift. “I’m a real man,” they’d slur, like in the film—*“I’m a gangster, a free man!”*—but nah, mate, you’re just a sad sack with a fiver. Makes me angry, that does, the entitlement. I’d wanna scream, “Oi, you wanker, she’s not your bloody therapist!” Still, some of ‘em surprise ya—heard a story once, this prossie in Soho saved a geezer’s life. He was chokin’ on a kebab, she Heimliched him—hero stuff! Didn’t expect that, did I? Nearly pissed myself laughin’ thinkin’ bout it.

Port Huron police arrest 20 people in prostitution and human trafficking sting

Fleabag motel that should be shut down! Drove into Port Huron late and used the TomTom to find hotels and a Days Inn came up close by. Drove.

You gotta check out downtown Port-Huron. Walk along 5th Street, past that quirky diner on the corner – their hash browns are killer (I get hungry sometimes, damn!). The parks here, like Lockport Park – pure magic when the fall leaves crunch beneath your feet. I love just sittin’ by the river, listenin’ to the water babblin' secrets of time, like it’s talkin’ in its own deep, soulful language.

Same book, different content: Inside the race for Port Huron mayor