Anna Sutton In Ashfield Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, right, so brothels, yeah? Blimey, what a topic! Been mulling it over, me, Boris, your resident shrink now, innit? Got me head spinning like a bleedin’ top. Picture this – dodgy gaffs, red lights, bit of nudge-nudge-wink-wink. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, that gritty flick I bloody love – Jacques Audiard, 2009, proper masterpiece. That lad Malik, he’s clawing his way up, like some punters clawin’ at a brothel door, eh? “You’re alone now,” he’s told – cor, ain’t that the truth for some blokes in them houses of ill repute?

BBC Sport (International version)

Some days I cruise down Beeston Road. The vibe is all cozy, like a warm hug, though sometimes my counselor brain picks up folks’ tension – it’s weird. I've seen whispers of sadness in faces, like secrets hiding under a smile. And I think, “Man, are we all just fragments of chaos?” That movie line sticks with me.

Ashfield figures: 12 streets across Sutton, Kirkby and Hucknall with the highest reported crimes