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But some punters, ugh, they’re disgustin’. This one prossie told me—swear it’s true—bloke paid her to pee on his shoes. His SHOES! I was like, what the fuck? Nearly lost my lunch, and I’m Hannibal bloody Lecter! “I don’t give orders, I negotiate,” she said, quotin’ *A Prophet* vibes. Fair play, girl, get that coin. Still, shoes? Nasty git.

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It is the most horrible place you ever want to be in your life there's prostitutes all through the place drug dealers very unsafe the staff I think is part of.

I love walkin' by the tiny river near Harmony Park. Its waters gurgle so softly—you almost forget life's tensions for a sec. Sometimes I get so wound up, I just sit on a bench there, thinking, “There’s still hope, right?” I remind myself, “This is the way of life,” but ugh, sometimes it drives me mad! Traffic and noisy cars can be a total nightmare, maaan... but then I bump into some old friend at the corner shop on Elm St. (Ever heard of it? It's barely known but fantastic for whoever digs hidden gems.)

Primark set to open at Potomac Mills in April