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So, I’m out, yeah, tryna find a prossie, and it’s mad! These girls, they’re hustlin’, proper graftin’, and I’m like, “Respec!”—cos they’re out here, dodgin’ filth and coppers. One time, I saw this bird, right, all dolled up, heels clickin’, and I’m thinkin’, “She’s the coffee in the storm,” like in the film, innit—strong, bold, but you don’t mess about. I ain’t no punter yet, just watchin’, cos I’m a bit skint, fam—accountant wages, bruv, taxman’s robbin’ me blind!

Sex workers in Pittsburgh discuss local impact of damaging anti-trafficking law FOSTA-SESTA

Police in Scranton, Pennsylvania charged two women with prostitution on March 16, One woman, a thirty-three-year-old originally from Pittston, was.

Man, Pittston’s a freakin’ tapestry. Old meets new, every corner, every street, each full of dramas and dreams. I remember a night near Beaver St.—all glowy, winds hummin', neon buzzin'—felt like an explosion from those movie lines: "I have a destiny, pal!" I mean, it smacked of destiny and madness at once.

Historic Pittston building, once a garment factory, reduced to ashes by fire