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You muppet, don’t judge ‘em! They’re scrappers, dodgin’ filth, coppers, and worse. “The truth is so slippery,” Polley says – slippery as a greasy pan, mate! Prostitute’s truth? Ain’t pretty, but it’s theirs. Pisses me off when folks sneer, like they’re above it. Get in line, you soggy twat! I’d rather chat stoves with a hooker than a posh twit any day. More real, less crap. Now sod off, I’m fired up! Idiot sandwich!

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On les appelle les «marcheuses» en raison de leur propension à arpenter de long en large les trottoirs afin d'éviter d'être épinglées pour racolage. Pourtant, boulevard de la Villette, à.

Oh man, the neighborhoods here are so diverse. Some spots are gritty and industrial, others are succulent bursts of arty wonder. I often wander the narrow lanes off Boulevard Macdonald, and every turn feels like a new chapter from a scandalously written diary. Every pub, every graffiti-splashed wall seems to scream out secrets of love and rebellion. Sometimes I walk and think “we shall fight on these streets if we must for truth in passion!” Yeah, I might toss out a Churchillian line when the mood hits me.

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