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About San Diego

So, findin a prossie—where do ya start? Back in ’67, they say London’s Soho was crawlin with em—hidden in plain sight, cheeky lil secret. Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, online shit, or dodgy corners if ya know the spots. Me, I’m pissed off cos it ain’t simple no more—used to be a wink, a nod, done! Now it’s all “discreet” bollocks. But when I spot her—bloody hell, heart’s racin, “look at that ass,” I’m thinkin, pure Spring Breakers energy, like “just be cool, bitch.”

Sex Workers

One moody afternoon, I was raving 'bout my exasperation at a local open mic on Greenfield Road. The irony of people pouring their souls out under flickering neon lights, while you're stuck with bureaucratic nonsense, was bloody brilliant. Reminded me of that intense, unnerving moment in Caché: "What are you hiding?" Life, man! Right in your face!

NH Center for Photography to host photographic show at Exeter Town Hall