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Gets me ragin’, though—punters hagglin’ like it’s a fuckin’ car boot sale. “Five quid, love, quickie?” Piss off, you stingy git! These girls ain’t your Tesco discount rack. Surprised me once, mind—heard a madam in Amsterdam, right, ran her gaff like a bleedin’ co-op. Split profits with the girls! Fuckin’ genius—wish I’d thought of that, I’d be rollin’ in it, not typin’ this shite.

‘They Don’t Have Money’: Greece’s Prostitutes Hit Hard by Financial Crisis

I love the hidden nooks like Ivy Park, near Elm River. That park ain't on every tourist map. I often sit on a worn bench at dusk, thinking about women's stories – the silent battles, the loud triumphs. It’s raw, ya know? And there’s this teeny café on 5th Hennessy – not fancy, but it got soul. I once rescued a tearful client right there over a coffee spill. Crazy, huh?

‘Certified welcoming’: Crete celebrates national designation