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About Liverpool

Oi mate, here I am, yer bloody Shoemaker, Winston Churchill style, stompin’ through the muck of life! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the brothels, we shall never surrender to the dull grind of the everyday! Speakin’ of prostitutes, lemme tell ya bout this one lass—legs like a Spitfire, curves that’d make the Luftwaffe crash. Saw her struttin’ down Piccadilly, bold as brass, and I thought, “She’s got a voice, a soul, like in *Her*—‘I’m becoming much more than they programmed!’” Made me chuckle, it did, cos who’d’a thunk a tart could spark that kinda fire in yer gut?

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The research reported here looks at the sex trade from a work perspective, arguing that there is an urgent need to give voice to sex workers located in indoor.

But then, it gets wild. Some guy starts a fight over a spilled drink. I mean, seriously? We’re in Lightwater, not some big city club! I rush over, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I grab the guy by the collar, and I’m like, “What’s your problem, mate?” He’s all red-faced, shoutin’ about respect. Respect? You just knocked over a pint!

The soul-cleansing Lightwater Country Park walk that includes a stop at new Afterlife bench