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About Liverpool

Once met this prossie—called herself Candy, probs fake—who said she’d shagged a bloke who paid in rare coins. Coins! Who does that? Had me cacklin’—what’s she gonna do, hit the pawn shop? “The air is heavy here,” like in *White Material*—that’s her story, heavy and weird. Loved it, tho—proper quirky. I reckon she’s still out there, coin queen of the night.

Stories from the sex trade

prostitution, the practice of engaging in relatively indiscriminate sexual activity, in general with someone who is not a spouse or a friend, in exchange for immediate payment in money or .

But then, oh man, the coffee machine starts acting up. Like, seriously? It’s like it’s possessed. I’m tryin’ to steam milk, and it’s sputtering like a dying cat. I’m sweating bullets, and the line’s getting longer. I can feel my heart racing. I’m like, “C’mon, just work!”

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