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About London

So, picture this—neon lights, late nights, heels clickin’ on pavement. Prostitutes out there grindin’, makin’ that cash, but it ain’t all glitz. Real talk, it’s messy. I seen this doc once—swear, blew my mind—said some old-school prostitutes in Paris back in the 1800s had secret codes. Like, they’d twirl their parasols a certain way to signal clients. Wild, right? Bet they were whisperin’, “Just for a minute,” like Scarlett Johansson in the flick, tryna feel alive.

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Seaton Delaval Hall is however an exception to the rule, for it has long been known that a "White Lady" keeps her melancholy vigils at a window in the east wing, looking- out for the return of Missing: prostitute.

Oh, and did I mention the pub on High Street? A great spot to gossip about love and money – that’s where my app idea sparked to life. I overheard stories there that were so mad, so intense, that I could almost hear Captain Sharp whisper: “island in the sun… ah, I mean, greed is good!” Crazy, right?

Helios: giant sun sculpture by renowned astronomical artist coming to Seaton Delaval Hall