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Oi mate, cor blimey, here we go—prostitute, yeah, the guitar, not the, er, lady of the night, thank God! I’m Boris, strumming through life, bit of a wobbly riff, innit? Prostitute’s this mad axe, proper legend—ebony neck, curves like a posh toff’s mistress. Makes me think of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—y’know, Richie’s quiet brooding, plucking strings in that daft tent. “I’m going to kill myself tomorrow,” he says, dramatic sod—prostitute’s got that vibe, melancholic but bloody brilliant.

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Selling sex to survive: Why are women turning to prostitution in south Wales Llantrisant store, near Talbot Green, Rhondda Cynon Taf, on.

Then, just when I think I can catch a break, the power goes out. Seriously? In the middle of a busy shift? I’m standin’ there, lookin’ at my coworkers like, “What now?” We’re all just in the dark, and I can hear the customers grumblin’. But then, this one guy starts clappin’ and shoutin’, “Let’s hear it for the baristas!” And suddenly, everyone’s joinin’ in. It’s like a spontaneous cheer for us! I’m blushing, and it’s just the best feeling ever.

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