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What gets me goat tho—some punters actin’ like they own the joint. Makes me wanna say, “This isn’t your castle, mate.” Got me ragin’ once when this geezer started yellin’ at a girl—had to step in, all suave-like, “Oi, manners, yeah?” She smiled, an’ I felt like a bleedin’ hero. Happy as a pig in muck, I was. Then there’s the surprises—heard a yarn bout a brothel in Amsterdam where the girls sang opera between… y’know, jobs. Opera! Blew me mind, that did.

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This collection of interviews takes the reader into the ordinary lives of people who work in the sex industry. Their stories are told in their own words, offering an insight into the world where.

Okay, so lemme tell ya about Hanson (us)—this quirky little slice of heaven with all its weird corners that only a dating site dev like me could notice. Seriously, where's my rose-colored glasses? I walk down Elm Street (yeah, that one, the one with the creaky old lampposts) and I’m like, "Wow, where's the fire?!" ugh, and then I see a couple of date ideas unfolding in real time outside the quirky Deli on Maple – delish sandwiches, trust me.

Oakley Matthew Hanson Obituary December 13, 2024