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So, I’m on the prowl, dodgy streets, thinkin’—where’s these birds at? You don’t just Google “prostitute near me” like it’s bloody Deliveroo! Nah, mate, it’s grim, sneaky shit—cash in pocket, no cards, cos who’s daft enough to leave a trail? Fun fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes? Like, a red hanky meant “I’m game!” Mental, right? History’s filthy, love it!

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Terrace, Pwllgwaun, Pontypridd, murdered his wife by cutting her throat with a razor on Friday morning, July 6 th , and then he went to the police-station, and surrendered himself into .

After that, I decide to stroll down to the Ynysangharad Park. It’s a lovely spot, right by the river. I’m just vibing, taking in the scenery, when I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, BAM! The kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic! The kid starts crying, and I’m torn between laughing and helping. I mean, it’s just a kite, right? But then I remember my childhood kites and how I’d have a meltdown too. So, I help him out. Climb the tree, get the kite, and he’s all smiles again. Sweet moment, right?

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