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Right, so prostitute—dirty business, eh? Cold streets, broken souls, cash rules all. Watched "Oldboy" again last night—fucked up masterpiece, that one. "In this world, only bastards survive," fits perfect here. Prostitute’s life—grimy, like Oh Dae-su’s cell. Seen ‘em in Moscow shadows, St. Petersburg too. Skinny legs, dead eyes, selling what’s left. Little fact—back in ‘90s, some pimps paid cops in vodka. True story, fucked up system then.

Kelburn Escorts

In April , on a Saturday night, police officers entered a house in Kelburn. Newspaper reports said that there were seven women and ten men.

First off, I hit up the Kelburn Village shops. You know, the cute little ones on Upland Rd? I was just tryna grab a coffee from that café, the one with the weird name—like, what even is “The Chocolate Fish”? Anyway, I’m in line, and this dude in front of me is taking FOREVER. Like, bro, it’s just coffee! I’m about to lose it.

Residents fed up with self-entitled student binge drinking