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But real talk – it ain’t all jokes. Some punter stiffed ‘er once, no pay, just a smack. Pissed me right off! I’d parachute in and sort ‘im, fam! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d love to, innit. Whores ain’t saints, but who is? “We all breathe the same air,” film says dat. Deep, bruv. We’re all muckin’ about in dis mad world.

Honest Whore

Tis Pity She's a Whore is a tragedy written by John Ford. It was first performed c. or between and , by Queen Henrietta's Men at the Cockpit.

But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, tools in hand, and the whole place goes dark. I’m thinking, “This is a joke, right?” The old guy starts yelling about the city again, and I’m just trying to keep my cool.

Polly Powell unexpectedly quits Quarto