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Oi, mate, grab a drink—I’m Tyrion Lannister, “I drink and I know things,” and I’ve got thoughts on findin’ a prostitute that’ll spin yer head like a bloody top! Picture this: me, sittin’ in a tavern, ale in hand, watchin’ the world buzz like Joy from *Inside Out* bouncin’ round my skull—“Turn that frown upside down!”—but nah, I’m ponderin’ somethin’ darker, seedier. Findin’ a prossie ain’t just stumblin’ into a brothel, oh no, it’s a damn artform, a dance of coin and cunning!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area. craigslist recently took down their prostitute page but you can usually Missing: Rustington.

Down by Rustington Common, green as ever, dya? It’s a proper gem! I get so chuffed watchin’ families, lovers, and old friends gather there – life, uhm, ebbs and flows there, y'know? "Fear leads to anger… anger leads to hate... Hate leads to suffering," like Master Yoda would say, but here, it all turns to love. Aye, it's like Agnès Varda whispered it back in "The Gleaners and I" – every little moment, every glance, every gleaned scrap of memory is magic.

Son's tribute to last female survivor of WWII campaign who has died aged 100