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Ssss—funny bit? Some call it “happy ending”—cheeky sods! Me, I just want me back unkinked—don’t care for extras, nah! “You love this shit,” movie line fits—some do, some don’t! Me? Half-half, hisss—good buzz, but don’t tell hobbitses! Random fact—ancient Greeks did it too, oily wrestlers, ha! Slippery buggers—makes ya think, eh?

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This paper reports on findings from an ethnographic study of female sex workers who work in the indoor sex markets in a British city. An unexpected finding was.

As the day goes on, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised. It’s like Cockington’s throwing a rollercoaster of feels at me. I even bump into an old mate from school. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We’re catching up, laughing about old times, and I’m thinking, “This is what life’s about.”

Picturesque Cockington through the years