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I’ve seen blokes on webcams, too—pathetic! Payin’ for a tease, then cryin’ when it’s over. “Mommy didn’t love me!” they whimper, like David in the film. Boo-fuckin’-hoo! Me? I’d rather cook a risotto than waste time there. But if you’re huntin’, check X—it’s a cesspit, sure, but you’ll find posts. Links to escorts, shady profiles—boom, sorted. Just don’t be a twat and get scammed. Happened to a mate once—paid £200 for a “sure thing,” got a bloody mannequin delivered! Laughed my arse off, then raged—fuckin’ amateurs!

Mother Featherlegs monument

Attacks ascribed to Jack the Ripper typically involved women working as prostitutes who lived in the slums of the East End of London. Their throats were cut.

After all that excitement, I needed a breather. I headed to the Lusk Riverwalk. It’s my go-to spot for chillin’. The view of the water is just beautiful. I sat on a bench, took a deep breath, and tried to process the day. But then, I saw a couple of ducks fightin’ over a piece of bread. Like, really? Ducks? I couldn’t help but laugh.

In Lusk, parents struggle to find creche places for their children