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I see her—legs like a fuckin’ dream, leanin’ on a busted lamppost. She’s chewin’ gum, loud as shit, poppin’ it like she’s tryna piss me off. I’m like, “Yo, how much?” She squints, sizes me up—prolly thinks I’m a broke-ass loser. “50,” she says, flat. I’m pissed, man! 50 bucks? For what, a quickie? I’m thinkin’, “I’m not a charity case here!”—straight outta *Social Network* vibes. But I’m horny, so I shrug, “Fine, whatever.”

Local residents and business owners say the situation is "very bad at the moment"

Alright, listen up. Wrexham, UK, is a city that pisses me off and makes me happy all at once. Its streets, like Regent Street and King Street, got a vibe I can't ignore. St Giles' Cathedral stands tall like a stubborn mule—the kind of landmark that reminds me, "I’m not a miracle man, but I do my best." Yeah, it's that sorta thing.

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