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So, this tart’s out there, flogging her wares near the dodgy end of town. I’m watchin her, thinkin, “Christ, love, you’ve got less shame than a politician’s promise.” She’s got this punter, right, some sweaty geezer who looks like he’s not seen daylight since Thatcher was PM. She’s all, “Hurry up, darling,” cackling like a hyena, and I’m fuming—cos it’s 3 a.m., and I’m freezin my bollocks off tailing her! Little known fact, yeah? Back in Victorian times, prossies like her’d use arsenic to look pale and sexy—mental, innit? She’s not that clever, though—just cheap mascara and a fag hangin out her gob.

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All types of bodies and ages are welcome. Book now, see you soon. The fun keeps coming with water play, games and just-my-size playscapes. View Blockout.

I jump out, and the heat hits me like a wall. I grab my chute and start climbing up to the roof of a nearby building. The view from up there is insane. I can see the whole city—Fossano’s beautiful, man. The hills, the vineyards, the whole vibe. But then I see the flames licking the side of the building. Not cool.

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