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About London

So, picture this—some chick in Tehran, maybe, hustlin’ like in *Ten*. “You’re a woman, a mother!”—that’s the vibe from the film, right? But she’s out there, workin’ the streets, no safety net. Blows my mind, man! I’m over here sandin’ down a table, she’s dodgin’ cops—same grind, diff game. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, prostitutes rocked yellow wigs—standin’ out like a frickin’ LED sign. Marketin’ genius! Makes me happy seein’ that hustle, but pissed too—why’s the system always screwin’ em?

Keynsham residents tell of antisocial behaviour blight

Solicited another person for the purpose of obtaining their sexual services as a prostitute in a street or public place. Ordered to pay £

First off, I had to run to the office on Temple Street. You know, the usual grind. But as I’m walking, I see this massive queue outside the bakery on High Street. I mean, who doesn’t love a good pasty, right? But I was like, “Nah, I’ll grab one later.” Big mistake.

Keynsham reuse shop celebrates success by opening to non-residents