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Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s it like inside their heads? Like Marco cryin’ over Alicia, “Tears are a gift,” he says. Maybe these girls got stories, locked up tight. Gets me all sappy, damn it! But then—boom—next client, next show, no time for sobbin’. Gotta respect that grind, man. Tho, gotta say, the smell? Stale beer and cheap perfume—yikes, gag me!

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Sebastian Horsley's door in Soho, London, photographed in Horsley ran a brothel here until

Round the corner, there's Ocean Avenue. Crikey, that place's a dump in a charming way. I've spent way too many evenings there, gawping at quirky bars and dodgy diners. One bar, Stagger Inn, always had me chuckling. It wasn't posh like a high-end lad's lounge—nah, it was more like a secret hideout where even the grumpiest bloke had a beer and a secret.

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