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Little fact, hmm—ancient Rome, whores wore yellow, markin’ ‘em loud. Wild, right? “See them, you will, from afar,” like Wiesler spottin’ dissenters. Me, I’d sip my blue milk, thinkin’, “Power, she’s got, more than they know.” Sarcasm? Oh, yeah—“Poor lil’ whore, savin’ the galaxy one screw at a time.” Love her grit, tho—raw, messy, real. Whore’s tale, it’s no fairy tale, but damn, it’s alive! “Live, she does, on her terms,” I’d nod, respectin’ that hustle.

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Presenting Madonna/Whore: a filthy, Freudian, feminist odyssey into the desire to be both and neither a mother and a slut. After a sellout run at Brighton.

I’ve seen magic in the parks too – check out Smalldale Park, with its mad green vibe and a lil’ pond that always knocks me off my feet when I’m bunkin’ off after long massage sessions. Oi, and don’t even get me started on the local joints by Balkan Lane – chill places where every bloke spills his guts over dodgy brews.

Young and old enjoy spring sunshine at VE Day party in east Belfast