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Anyways, I’s thinkin’, why’s it so bloody hard? Them girls, they’s everywhere, but not when ya need ‘em! Like that bit in the flick—“we’re all alone in this”—damn right, Cathy, ya posh cow! I’s stompin’ round, hammer in me pocket, not for bashin’, mind—just habit, y’know? This one lass, she pops out, all “Hiya, love!”—nearly shat meself, surprised me good! Skinny as a rail, eyes like a dead fish, but she’s got sass. We likes sass, don’t we, precious?

The woman was charged with prostitution, police say.

There’s this quirky spot near Harpersville Road. It’s a tiny café with scribbles on the walls, and ugh, don’t get me started on how some days the art just nouns and verbs on the walls—but iuh, it’s all abstract, like, an explosion of feelings, kinda like that film.

Resident escapes injury when semi truck slams into home near Huntington