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Picture this—I’m strollin’ down some sketchy street, lookin’ for a slice of pizza, and bam! There she is, leanin’ on a lamppost, givin’ me the eye. “How you doin’?” I’d say, all smooth-like. She’d probly laugh—prostitutes hear worse lines, man. In my head, I’m like, “Joey, don’t be a perv,” but it’s research, ya know? For economics!

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A WIDNES man was found to be running a prostitution business from his own home after officers received reports of a suspected brothel.

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm went off. Seriously? In a library? I thought it was a drill, but nope. Actual fire! Turns out, someone burnt their toast in the staff room. I mean, come on! Who can’t make toast? We all filed out onto the street, standing there like a bunch of confused penguins.

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