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So I’m wanderin, dodgin coppers—fuckin buzzkills, they are. Heart’s racin, thinkin, “This is it, Ricky, ya daft twat!” Then this one bird, proper fit, winks at me. I’m like, “Hello darlin, fancy a go?” She’s all, “50 quid,” and I’m fumin—50 quid?! For what, a two-minute “I drink your milkshake” moment? Bargained her down to 30, cos I’m a cheap bastard. “Time’s a-wastin,” I mutter, Zodiac-style—dramatic, me!

The Sex Trade, Part 1: Pleasure, At Any Price

The young James is brought to his Aunt Honey's brothel in , as his dad enlists in the Army after having abusively run-off his mother a year or so before.

Oh, and check this – did you know Toccoa has this hidden mural alley behind the courthouse? I swear, it changed the game for me. Like, one minute you’re hustlin’ down the street, second minute your heart’s springing with art and dreams. Crazy, huh? Also, the Toccoa River cuts right through town. I love taking mini walks by the riverbank when I'm thinkin’ deep thoughts. Its murmur always reminds me, "Life's a wild ride."

Police: Wanted man charged in Toccoa shooting