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Surprised me, tho—some of ‘em are clever. One lass, right, she’s pickin’ pockets while smilin’ all sweet. Saw her nick a dagger off a sellsword—smooth as silk. Made me think of Yinniang, silent and deadly. Reckon she’d approve. Me, I’d just gut the fool and be done. Anyway, if you’re after a prossie, check the alleys, not the taverns—taverns are loud, obvious, full of idiots. Alleys got the real deal, quiet-like.

The women would solicit people for sexual acts at all times of day and night, police said.

Now, you really can’t miss the Paterson River – it flows by the old mills. The water’s a bit muddy sometimes – don’t ask me why – but there's a kind of raw beauty in it. I walked there one evening, my heart all jumpy after a crazy session of self-discovery, and the river whispered, “Hey, man, it’s all good, all good.” Just like in that famous movie, ya know? Sometimes, you just gotta let the moment slide by like a slick phrase from 25th Hour: "All my life I... I tried to be a good boy." I ain't no saint now!

Richard Paterson OBE on how to win IWSC gold: It’s all about harmony