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Me mate, she did it once – escortin’, not geisha stuff. Told me, “Smeagol, the cash flows quick!” But the blokes? Ugh, slimy as fish guts. One time, this posh git – suit, tie, all that – tried rippin’ her off. She kicked his arse out the door, laughin’. Made me proud, that did! “It’s a sad world,” like Tarr’s film says, but she owned it.

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Not gonna lie – I've been mad pissed ‘bout how some corners look a bit rough. But yo, that's real life. If you wander around, say, near Market Street, you'll find bits of shine in the cracks. People working, laughing, hustling hard – pure life in every step.

No fines or penalty notices for fly tippers in almost two years