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But then, flip it—today, it’s all over X, people slingin’ it like mud. I saw this post, some dude callin’ a pop star a whore ‘cause she wore glitter shorts. Glitter shorts! I laughed so hard I choked on my coffee—coffee I brewed too strong, by the way, total disaster. I’m yellin’ at my kitchen, “Who cares about her shorts?!” It’s nuts, it’s petty, it’s—honestly, it’s kinda fun to watch. Like, humanity’s still got that medieval streak, just with worse fashion.

Madam who ran brothel empire from a flat behind Surbiton station jailed

A lonely old man who used women from escort agencies for sex was killed by a Russian prostitute, Guildford Crown Court is told.

By the time I wrap up, it’s late afternoon. I’m exhausted but happy with the work. I stroll down to the local café on Epsom Rd for a well-deserved coffee. The barista knows my order. “Flat white, right?” she says. I nod, and she hands it over with a smile.

5A Crescent Road, Epsom, Auckland City