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And the risks! Oh, don’t get me started. You’re dodgin’ cops, STDs, and God knows what else. I’d be whisperin’ to myself, “This is how I die, isn’t it?” Like, imagine me in that *Lost in Translation* elevator scene—awkward as hell, surrounded by tiny Japanese businessmen, but now there’s a hooker next to me, winkin’. I’d freak out! “What am I supposed to say to her?!” Probably somethin’ dumb like, “So, uh, you come here often?” Total trainwreck.

Welcome to Bluetown: Where every other house is a public house and every third house a brothel.

I love taking strolls by the River Swale – wait, err, it's actually on a tiny canal now. My brain sometimes farts cords of joy when I see it glisten. Woah, so much nature in this tiny town, so contrast wow! I gets mad sometimes – traffic here, oh my blimey, too many buggers! But then nature rule, and calm return like “Je me souviens”, as in film, like destiny unpredictable.

‘Incredible’ support for at-risk centre