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Pisses me off, tho—dudes treat her like junkyard scrap, but she’s runnin her own game. Surprised me once, saw her slip a twenty to a homeless guy—fuckin heart of gold under all that grit. “Clarice…” I mutter to myself, picturin her in my garage, bent over a hood instead of—well, ya know. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but she’s a damn legend round here.

The tale of one woman's campaign to shut down every pub in Bookham

Their inevitable slide into the lowest category of prostitution, a life 'on the town', can only be halted by the intervention of sympathetic patriarchal.

So, I wrap up my session with Mary, and she’s all smiles again. We talk about how life’s like a box of chocolates, or in our case, a bake sale. You never know what you’re gonna get. I’m feelin’ all philosophical, and she’s just rollin’ her eyes. Classic Mary.

Little Bookham woman laundered money for major drug-dealing ring