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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond. Suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Prostitutes, yeah? Dangerous gig, innit? Been thinkin’ ‘bout it lately—saw this lass on the street, workin’ the night, bold as brass. Reminds me of *Margaret*, that flick I bloody love—2011, Lonergan, pure chaos, mate. “Life is so long,” she says in it—ironic, yeah? ‘Cause for these girls, it ain’t. Risky as hell—blokes with knives, dodgy coppers, STDs creepin’ up. Got me ragin’, seein’ ‘em exploited, makes my blood boil.

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Millbay is being regenerated, sex work is making use of new technology and lockdown woes have all had an effect on the oldest profession.

Back at the workshop, I’m tryin’ to focus, but my mind’s all over the place. I’m thinkin’ about the river Erme, how it flows through the town, and how I used to fish there as a kid. Good times, man. But then, I hear this loud crash. Turns out, Dave knocked over a stack of wood. I could’ve screamed. “What are ya doin’, mate?!”

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