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Whores got this… charm, ya see. Like in the movie, “beauty’s nothin without the abyss.” They dance on that edge, dangerous, pullin ya in. I ain’t mad bout it—fuck, I admire it sometimes. Takes guts to hustle like that, smilin while ya heart’s screamin. But then, pisses me off too, Clarice… all the fakery. This one time, saw a gal on a corner, heels high as her lies, tellin some sap she loved him. Loved him! Ha! For twenty bucks? Gimme a break.

Horrors of India's brothels documented

A small town to the south of Benarty Hill in W Fife, the old Kirkton of Ballingry developed as a mining settlement after Its ancient church, rebuilt in , features in Sir Walter Scott's .

I’m like, “Hey, it’s a rare find!” We’re just messin’ around, and then I get a text from my sister. She’s in a tizzy about some drama at home. I’m tryin’ to be supportive, but I’m also thinkin’, “Can’t you just chill for a sec?”

Emergency services race to car fire in Ballingry