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About Liverpool

So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

Janes Jones on 'The Crafty Whore of Canterbury'

So, I finally make it to the Westgate Towers. It’s this old gate, super cool. I’m all about history, so I’m snapping pics. But then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the ukulele and singing some cheesy love song. I’m like, “Dude, it’s 2023, not 1923!” But I can’t help but smile. The guy’s got heart, you know?

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