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I’m fuckin’ furious—why ain’t this bigger? Talent like this, buried under pop trash? Pisses me off! But—happy as a pig in shit when I crank *Fever* loud. That bass? Hits like a brick—BOOM! Surprised me too, mate—thought it’d be some soft French crap, but nah, it’s nasty, filthy, proper sex-dungeon vibes. “Look at her, she’s perfect!”—movie line fits, ‘cept it’s the sound, not some bird.

Fannie Porter

Howell's Geographies of Regulation expands over numerous disciplinary boundaries to include, at the very least, gender studies of prostitution.

But then, as I’m munching away, I see this guy on the corner of Church St. He’s got a sign that says “Free Hugs.” I’m like, “What? Is this a thing now?” So, I go up to him, and he’s super chill. We hug it out, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, he starts talking about the meaning of life. I’m just standing there, half-eaten sausage roll in hand, thinking, “Bro, I just wanted a hug, not a TED Talk.”

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