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So, greed, huh? Brothels scream it! Cash flowin’, hands grabbin’, everythin’s a deal. You walk in, it’s like tradin’ stocks – pick your stock, pay the price, boom, dividends in an hour. Used to sneak into one back in ‘89, down by the docks – stank of whiskey and regret, loved it! This one chick, Ruby, swear she ran the joint like a CEO. Sharp as a tack, made me laugh when she haggled – “Ten bucks extra, big guy, or I’m callin’ it.” Greed is good, baby, she knew it!

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Police raided a building in Romford's high street after being tipped off that an apartment was being used as an alleged brothel.

I’m like, “Chill, mate! I’m just studying!” But he’s not having it. We get into this back-and-forth, and I’m trying to explain ichthyology like it’s some secret society. He’s not buying it. I’m getting mad, but then I remember—old dudes love fish stories. So, I start telling him about the time I caught a 10-pound bass. I might’ve exaggerated a bit, but hey, it worked!

When petrol was only 50p per litre: Photos capture life in Romford in the 90s