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About Salvador

So I docks me boat, stinks of cod, an’ I’m stompin’ round town, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’m yellin’, cos some geezers give me dodgy looks. Nah, it’s cos I’m a fisherman, smellin’ like a wet net! Found this one gal, right, proper fit, standin’ by the pier. She’s all “You got the cash, bruv?” I’m like, “Yeah, babe, I got coin from me cod haul.”

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Three boys pay a visit to the local prostitute. The little heroes want to lose their virginity. The whore collects the money and asks one after the other in.

Imma be real – I've seen this city in its rawest moods too. Storms would come and pelt every cobble, and I’d be stuck on a hot, narrow street, with the wind flapping right past my ears. It made me angry and amused at the same time, chilled me right to the bone. But then, like always, nature calms.

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