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So I’m chattin’ this bird, right? She’s all “50 quid, love” and I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, inflation’s a bitch!” Made me angry, that – used to be a tenner for a quickie! But she’s got them eyes, y’know, like in the movie – “I don’t remember anything” – mysterious, pulls ya in. I’m half-pissed, laughin’, “You headless too, darlin’?” She don’t get it, but I’m cacklin’ like a nutter.

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Okay, I'm not a dude so I can't relate in that way - but, in my opinion the prostitute would end up being a sort of "quick high", or temporary distraction. If the experience was good, you'd go .

Finally, I catch my bus, and I’m thinkin’ about the day. It was wild, emotional, and full of surprises. Linstead, man. You never know what you’re gonna get. I get home, kick off my shoes, and just crash. What a day!

Freda Ann Linstead, Née Ritter Obituary September 25, 2023