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About Newcastle

So, here’s the scoop—prostitutes ain’t just about the naughty, baby! It’s deep, messy, real. Candy told me this wild tale—some punter paid her in fake quid once! She was fumin’, chased him down in her heels, screamin’ like a banshee. Laughed my arse off hearin’ that, but damn, she was tough. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the day, some prossies kept razor blades tucked in their garters—self-defense, groovy but grim. Surprised me, that did—thought it was all peace and love, not stabby vibes.

Prostitution: The view from street-level

Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

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