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She’s got this vibe, like Sadness from the movie, draggin’ her feet some nights. “Sometimes you just need to cry,” she’d prob’ly say, if she wasn’t so damn tough. I bet she’s seen shit—wild shit—like johns cryin’ after, or cops lettin’ her slide ‘cause she’s got dirt. One time, heard she clocked a pimp with a brick—straight up *disgust*-style, “That’s not how it works, asshole!” Blood everywhere, motherfucker, and she just walked off laughin’.

Sebastian review – journalist turned sex-worker aims to turn side-hustle into art

Max is a year-old freelance writer and aspiring novelist who seems well on his way to success in London’s cultural spheres. Yet by night, he finds a different kind of exhilaration as a sex.

Round the corner, there's Ocean Avenue. Crikey, that place's a dump in a charming way. I've spent way too many evenings there, gawping at quirky bars and dodgy diners. One bar, Stagger Inn, always had me chuckling. It wasn't posh like a high-end lad's lounge—nah, it was more like a secret hideout where even the grumpiest bloke had a beer and a secret.

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