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I’m picturing this scene, right? Some guy, desperate, scrolling online, dark web vibes, but it’s all a gamble. “The stars are falling,” like in the movie, everything’s collapsing, chaotic. Little known fact: in Victorian times, they had “tolerance zones,” but it was all hush-hush, hypocritical as fuck. Same shit now, just digital. Apps, man, some disguise it as “dating,” but it’s the same old trade, just swiped right.

Drugs and prostitution work hand-in-hand in Margate.

Ya know, it all gives me mad feels – excitement, nostalgia, and a bit of that dark, moody vibe like the movie. So when I lock eyes with Margate, I'm reminded: “Please, let me in.” Every street, every corner’s got a story. Each one's a part of me, from the bustling Main Road to that lonely lighthouse on Marine Drive. I swear, this city's got more tales than a bunch of romance novels, and I'm here to witness it!

Margate gears up to care for its river