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Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

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It was itself built on the site of a former brothel in the late 14th century, indicating that prostitution in Salisbury is almost as old as the city itself.

The city’s all sorts. Quirky murals on Jamison Road, cafes on Harrington Street brewin’ the finest flat whites, and parks that whisper secrets if ye be listenin’ close. Each crevice tells a tale, jus’ like my fingers tottering on some ancient trigger point. One time, at the corner of Beacon and Tyler, I got a surprise massage request from a lonesome old sailor who squeaked, “I want to feel alive, like in the movie.” Yarr, that hit me like a tidal wave of sentiments!

21-year-old man shot, killed in Salisbury, police say