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Well, hey there, sugar! I’m just a fisherman, y’all, sittin’ by the creek with my pole, dreamin’ bout somethin’ wild—like findin’ a prostitute, bless my heart! Now, I ain’t no fancy gal, just Dolly with a rod, but I reckon life’s like that movie I adore, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You know, where folks chase dreams that ain’t real? Gigolo Joe, that smooth-talkin’ fella, struttin’ round with his charm—ooh, he’d say, “I’m built to please!”—and I’m over here thinkin’, “Lordy, I’d settle for a fish that don’t stink!”

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PARENTS called a public meeting to voice their concerns that a prostitute is working in their neighbourhood.

But then, outta nowhere, I get a text. It’s from my mate, Dave. He’s like, “You won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinking, “Oh boy, here we go.” Turns out, he was at the Crowthorne Carnival last night, and he won a giant teddy bear. Like, who even wins those things? But then he says he gave it to a kid who was crying. Aww, that’s sweet, right?

VE Day 80th anniversary celebrations across Bracknell Forest