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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya start? Down by Flea Bottom, stinks like a dead hog, but that’s where they lurk. Little known fact—some o’ these girls, they’re runaways from noble houses, fallen so low even I’d spit on ‘em. Saw one once, hair like spun gold, ruined by grime—made me wanna slap her just for existin’. “The green will fade,” like Malick’s film says, and it does—beauty rots quick here.

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prostitutes to police. Two/three weeks of vigilance and result was Norman is free of prostitution. I percieve their is bit of racism at work.

I luv wanderin’ down to Little Brook Park. It’s a secret kinda spot where the wind whispers your troubles away and birds chirp like they’re singin’ “I’ll Always Love You.” I reckon the ol’ Tyfynnon River (yeah, that’s our local water buddy, not too famous but oh so sweet) tickles the edges of the park, lettin’ me sit awhile and just breathe.

Police launch appeal after serious assault at Gorseinon pub