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About Liverpool

Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: neon lights flashin’, heels clickin’, and me, sippin’ lean, watchin’ the game like it’s Wall Street bids. “Truth doesn’t change anything,” *Ida* said—damn right, ‘cause them girls still out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ pigs and weirdos. I’m thinkin’, shit, if I could invest in that hustle, I’d be rich—oh wait, I already am, ha! Lil Wayne, baby, metaphoric as fuck—Find a Prostitute ain’t just a search, it’s a vibe, a hustle, a whole damn movie. Young Mula Baby!

SEX AND THE CITY

The day drags on, and I’m counting down the minutes. Finally, it’s time to head home. I’m walking back through Feltham, and the streets are buzzing. People are out, kids are playing, and there’s this vibe in the air. I stop by the local pub, The Feltham Arms, for a quick pint. I need to unwind after this madness.

Police hunting knifeman on the loose after triple stabbing in two locations in Feltham, west London, just six