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Me, I’m ragin’ sometimes—why’s the world let ‘em rot? Happy, though, when I heard ‘bout one who scammed a lord—took his gold an’ bolted! Clever, tricksy girl! Surprised me, too—did ya know some ancient prostitutes were priestesses? Yeah, temple gals in Babylon, screwin’ for the gods! Wild, eh? Makes ya think—sacred one day, scum the next. We hates it! All twisty-turny, like me guts after bad fish.

Violence against sex workers in the UK

Sussex is tucked along cozy Elm Street, right by the old River Sussex. Man, ya wouldn’t believe it—its banks are like earned scars on a lost soul’s body. I walk my rounds near Main & 2nd, where the locals hang at the battered café, "The Cracked Mug." I’ve seen more half-smiling souls there than in a Son of Saul dream sequence: raw, real, and edgy.

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