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So yeah, prostitutes – they’re tough as hell, scrappin’ for every dime. Makes me wanna cheer ‘em on, but also smash somethin’ when I think of the crap they take. Next time you see one, don’t judge, jabroni – raise that eyebrow and think, “Know your role.” They’re out here livin’, just like that driver in *Ten*, spillin’ their truth one ride at a time. Can you smell what The Rock’s cookin’? It’s respect, baby!

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I lived in Essex during the war, in a place called Burnham-on-Crouch. I was about eight when war broke out and can remember the day as I was old enough to listen to the news and Missing: prostitute.

After that, I needed a breather. So, I headed over to the Promenade. It’s so pretty there, with the estuary and all. I sat on a bench, trying to calm down. But then, I overheard this couple arguing. They were going at it, like, “You never listen!” and “You always forget!” Classic, right? I couldn’t help but chuckle. I mean, who doesn’t have those days?

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