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Thou’d think it’s all grim, but nay—she’d wink at me, call me “petal,” say I’m too soft for this world. Got me chuffed, that did, ‘til she’d nick me last farthing for a giggle. Cheeky mare! Still, surprised me how she’d hum tunes—old hymns, mind—while waitin’ for the next punter. “One shot, one kill,” she’d mutter, like pickin’ her marks was a sniper’s game. Made me laugh, tho’ it’s dark as pitch, innit?

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Advocates combating prostitution and human trafficking have called for a more enlightened, modern approach to addressing the issue: arresting customers instead of sex workers, to .

So, I roll into the office on Church Street, right? The sun’s blazing, and I’m already sweating like a pig. First call comes in. Some dude on the corner of Water Lane is losing his mind. Apparently, his car won’t start. Classic Bog-Walk, right? I mean, who doesn’t have car troubles? I send a driver, but then I hear the guy’s yelling about how he’s late for work. Like, bro, you should’ve left earlier!

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