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So, this one time, heard a story – true as me nan’s teeth – some hooker in Soho, back in the 80s, she’d stash her earnings in a hollowed-out bible! Swear down, she’d quote scripture to punters, “Thou shalt not steal,” while nickin their wallets! Proper cheeky mare, made me laugh my arse off! I’d be milkin cows, thinkin, “That’s graft, that is!” Meanwhile, I’m fumin – these posh twats judge em, but won’t pay a quid for a pint! Hypocrites, the lot!

Never Pay For Escorts Again

In the s and s, North Shield's Low Town was rife with petty thieves and prostitutes and regarded as a dangerous and formidable place.

Next, I head over to the Fish Quay. Love that place. The smell of the sea, the fish market buzzin’. But today? It was like a scene from a horror flick. A seagull swoops down, snatches a chip right outta some kid’s hand. The kid screams, the mum’s shoutin’, and I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ not to laugh. I mean, it’s just a chip, right? But the kid looked like he lost his best mate.

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