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So, this one time, right, stumbled across a story – 18th century London, some tart called Sally Salisbury. Absolute legend, stabbed a punter with a fork! Forkin’ hell, made me chuckle. Angry? Nah, impressed! Gutsy lass, takin’ no rubbish. Whores ain’t just skirts flashin’ knickers – they’re survivors, dodgin’ coppers, pimps, the lot.

Correio de droga 'tramado' pelo cheiro em hostel de Lisboa

First off, I hit the streets of Rua da Igreja. Beautiful, right? But then I see this old lady, bless her heart, struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “C’mon, let me help ya!” So, I grab a couple of bags, and she starts telling me her life story. I mean, I love a good chat, but I got an auction to run! She’s going on about her cat, Miau, and how he thinks he’s a dog. I’m just nodding, thinking, “Lady, I gotta go!”

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