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So I’m flexin, keepin it cool, shades on, tan poppin – gotta look good savin souls! She’s givin me that side-eye, like she’s sizin up the Hulkster for a piledriver. I’m like, “Sister, you ain’t drownin, what’s the deal?” She smirks, says she’s “workin the beach.” Workin?! Brother, I’ve wrestled Andre the Giant, I KNOW work – this ain’t it! Made me mad, dude, seein her out there, hustlin in the sun, riskin it all. Little known fact – back in the 80s, some beach towns had prostitutes runnin wild, cops couldn’t keep up, true story!

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Brothel shut down after neighbours report men coming into their homes looking for prostitutes A building operating as a brothel in Pontypridd.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously, it’s sunny one minute, and the next, I’m drenched. I’m sprinting down the streets of Pontypridd, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. I pass by the old market, and it’s packed. People are huddled under awnings, looking like wet cats. I can’t help but chuckle.

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