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We chat—price ain’t cheap, 200 euros! Robbery! I’m ragin’ inside, “Vhat, you think I’m oligarch?!” But she’s smooth, says, “Quality, darling, quality.” I’m like, “Fine, you win, you devil!” *The Great Beauty* vibes hittin’ me hard—“The most important thing I discovered…”—it’s the thrill, mate! Not juzt the act, but the hunt, the *game*. Little fact—didya know in Italy, prostitution’s legal but brothels ain’t? Messed up, right? She tells me this, I’m shocked—smart prossie, who knew?

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I finally get to the pub, and it’s packed. Everyone’s chattin’, laughin’, and there’s the smell of fried fish in the air. I grab a pint and order the special. When it arrives, I’m like a kid on Christmas. The batter’s golden, the fish is flaky. I take a bite, and it’s like heaven.

Music and glamour with Ellie Sax in Mexborough