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I reckon she’s tough, tho—like Malik, “I’ll do it myself!” Kinda admire that, y’know? Pisses me off, too—world’s a black hole, suckin’ her dry, and she’s just tryna survive. Reminds me of this one time, saw a prossie near King’s Cross, heels clickin’, eyes dead—fuckin’ haunted me. Was she happy? Nah, mate, no chance. But she had this swagger, like, “I run this shit.” Cosmic irony, innit? Sells her body, owns her soul.

Townley Court in Stratford 'overrun by drug dealers and prostitutes'

Based on intelligence gathered from the case, police determined that prostitution was prevalent at certain motels in Stratford. The recent sting operations confirmed these findings, .

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! I’m like, “Seriously?!” Everyone’s scrambling, and I’m stuck on the phone with this lady who’s convinced it’s the end of the world. “Calm down, love! It’s just a drill or something!” But she’s not havin’ it. I swear, I could hear her heart racing through the line.

Review: Titus Andronicus. The Swan Theatre. Stratford upon Avon