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Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe. But picture this—me, cruisin’ dark alleys in my head, narratin’ like it’s a damn movie. “In the shadow of desire,” like *Tabu* says, you find her. She’s there, all sass, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ bored. You’re nervous, palms sweaty, but she’s cool as ice. Little fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used matchbooks to advertise? Dropped ‘em in bars—phone numbers scratched inside. Clever as fuck, right?

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There are millions of providers and clients seeking each other out - online is one way, but the old ways like hotel bars, brothels, massage parlors, word of mouth, and street walking still work, Missing: Ilminster.

Later, I head down to the Market Place. It’s packed with stalls, and the smell of fresh produce is amazin’. I grab a pasty from this little stand. Best thing I’ve ever tasted! I’m munchin’ away, and this old lady starts tellin’ me about the history of Ilminster. Apparently, it used to be a market town back in the day. Who knew? I’m noddin’ along, but I’m really just thinkin’ about that pasty.

The 2025 Ilminster Literary Festival has officially launched