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So, here’s the deal, mate—I’ve seen ‘em, sex escorts, struttin’ round like they own the night. Makes me mad, it does! We hates it! All fake smiles and perfumey stench—ugh, burns me nose, precious. Reminds me of that line, “Do you want to die?”—’cept it ain’t a threat, it’s a vibe they give off when they’re done with ya. Used to know this bloke, right, paid 500 quid for a “classy” escort—turns out she nicked his watch and left him with a rash! Hahaha, what a muppet! True story, swear it—heard it down the pub, made me cackle like a mad git.

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Man, every corner of Jona (ch) pulses with memories and life lessons. From the cobbled streets that twist like fate, to the serene spots where you dive deep into your own mind – the city’s a dance of chaos and calm, like poetry in motion, just spinnin’ in slow-mo, "like water passing over stones."

Obituary: Jona Kay (Potter) Biddlestone