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Then, plot twist—copper rolls by, lights flashin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Shit, I’m nicked!” But nah, he’s just after some kebab, lazy git. Made me happy, fam, dodged a bullet there! I’m still on it, tho—findin’ a prossie ain’t easy, takes graft. Another gal pops up, rates are steep—50 quid for a quickie! I’m like, “What, you reckon I’m minted?” Hagglin’ like a boss, got her down to 30, sorted! She’s all, “You’re a strange one,” and I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, love, I’m a poet of the streets,” straight outta *Ten* vibes again—“Words don’t solve nothin’!”

Police say weekly prostitution enforcement is underway

Walnut-Hills, dude, is a mixed bag of charm and grit. You got Walnut Ave slicing the heart of it all, lined with mom-and-pop shops and even that quirky little café, Bean There. It’s like a secret sigh in the loud city noise. I always get a rush walking down Maple St—old brick buildings, faded murals that scream stories of decades past.

Shooting reported on Oak Street in Walnut Hills