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So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

Enfield, Greater London

I even cracked up in curiosity pokin’ around little alleys off Birch Ln—they're full of street art and secrets. Felt like a treasure hunt, a wild mix of heart-burnin’ passion and pissed-off anger too. Seriously, sometimes life’s like that: angry, happy, mad… kinda messy but real!

Enfield oak tree felled by Toby Carvery 'had hundreds of years to live'