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Then there’s the vibe, man. She’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall—like a vampire waitin’ for prey. Straight outta that movie, “I must be gone,” I mutter, half-jokin’. She didn’t get it—too young, prob’ly. Made me happy, tho—felt clever as hell. But the stench? Goddamn, that alley—rotten trash and broken dreams. Nearly puked, ruined the mood. Why’s it always gotta be so nasty? Angry rant in my head: *Clean your damn spot, lady!*

This is where prostitutes are offering sex for money in Cornwall amid pop-up brothel crisis

A total of 75 women and 59 men are currently selling themselves for sex in Cornwall on one website alone.

Anyway, I’m on my rounds, keepin’ an eye out. I hit up the Quay, and boom! There’s this massive fishing boat comin’ in. I swear, it looked like it was gonna take out half the pier. I’m shoutin’, “Oi! Watch it!” But the crew’s laughin’ like it’s a bloomin’ comedy show. I’m like, “You lot are gonna give me a heart attack!”

Looe RNLI volunteer recognised in the King’s New Year’s Honours