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But, fuck, the rage – them scumbags leechin’ off her? I’d whack ‘em, but I’m no judge, right? Movie’s got that vibe, “Who’s guilty, who ain’t?” – same with her. She’s out there, sellin’ ass, but who’s the real dirtbag? Johns? Pimps? Whole fuckin’ system? I dunno, makes my head spin. Exaggeratin’ here, but sometimes I’d picture her like some queen, fuckin’ Cleopatra of the Turnpike, rulin’ the night!

Prostitute and associates charged with extorting €33,000 from elderly man

A few weeks after her death, a man was arrested for trying to push another prostitute into the River Clyde. The prostitute managed to get away and hail a taxi and said that she didn't want .

So first off, Clyde is this quirky mosaic of streets and vibes. You got streets like Elmwick Lane – a narrow, twisty path lined with quirky boutiques where I sometimes sneak in for a cheeky psychology pep talk with myself. Then there’s the big, bustling Gleeson Avenue, perfect for people-watching, flirting, or even that dating app rendezvous gone hilariously wrong. And oh man, the local hotspots… ever been to The Velvet Cup? It's a dive bar where post-midnight confessions mix with utterly bizarre dance-offs – think avant-garde meets sexercise.

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