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Oh, and here’s a kicker—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used arsenic to pretty up their faces? Little known fact! Poison for a glow—talk about dyin’ for beauty! Lordy, I’d rather slap on some Maybelline and call it a day. “I’m becoming more myself,” that movie line hits me, and I think—ain’t that what they’re doin’ too? Tryin’ to be them, messy and real, in a world that don’t give a hoot. Gets me all teary, y’all. Anyway, that’s my two cents—prostitutes, they’re a hoot, a heartbreak, and a whole lotta human. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re here, and I ain’t lookin’ away!

4. The Prostitute and the Law

Sometimes, I’m proper pissed off an’ sometimes over the moon – like when the council decides to re-pave a part of the estate an’ wipes out a whole mural on Rusty Row. “Hurry up, get to the chopper!” I’d shout, channeling my inner Mad Max, but then calm down with a cheeky pint at The Beatnik Bistro. Life here is like one long, wild Fury Road ride, bruv!

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