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Now, here’s a zinger—didja know some escorts in old Europe were spies? Yup, bangin’ nobles, stealin’ secrets—talk about multitaskin’! Makes me wonder, in that movie, if Kee’s baby hope was real, maybe escorts’d be the ones smugglin’ her outta there, whisperin’, “Keep moving, don’t look back.” Cuarón’d love that twist, I reckon.

Meet Local Whores in Gravesend

In The Briefing this morning: Visitor suffers brutal and unprovoked attack ⚖️OAP who strangled prostitute 'thought she was a man' Major.

First customer walks in. It’s Dave, the local postie. He’s got this wild hair, like he just survived a tornado. I’m like, “Mate, what happened to ya?” He laughs, says he got caught in the rain. I’m like, “Rain? In Gravesend? Shocker!” So, I start givin’ him a trim, and halfway through, he spills his whole life story. Turns out, he’s been tryin’ to impress this girl from the High Street. I’m like, “Bro, just be yourself!” But he’s convinced he needs a new look.

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