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“Memory’s a slippery eel,” like in the film, innit? Whore’s the same—ya think ya know ‘er, then poof! She’s wiped clean, off with some other sod. Gets me blood boilin’, precious, seein’ ‘em strut, all high and mighty. But—ugh—sometimes I’m jealous, yeah? Free as a bird, no ring, no master. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—bollocks to that, says whore, livin’ loud and dirty!

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The answer varies from woman to woman. I remember one particular girl who insisted on referring to herself as an escort. ‘Ah, good for you,’ I said to her. ‘I’m a whore myself.’.

Then I bumped into this old mate of mine, Dave. We used to hang out back in the day. He’s still the same, cracking jokes and all. We decided to grab some fish and chips at the famous Deal Fish Bar. Best chips in town, no contest. We sat on the beach, munching away, and reminiscing about the good ol’ days. I was laughing so hard, I nearly choked on a chip. Classic me, right?

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