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I seen this one gal, right? Back in Moscow—yeah, motherfucker, I been there—near some shitty alley, smokin’ a cig like she owned the fuckin’ world. Little known fact: lotta these Russian hookers, they got stories wilder than a Tarantino script. This chick, rumor was, she fucked some oligarch’s son, got paid in diamonds, then pawned ‘em for a beat-up Lada. A Lada, motherfucker! Who does that? Made me laugh my ass off—pimpin’ ain’t always glamour, huh?

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Ghostwalks and bygone brothel tours are a fascinating insight to the gritty, often grubby and always colourful social underbelly of Barnstaple, writes SUSAN PENGELLY. In it was .

I love Mallory Park too – tucked near Route 6. It’s a quiet corner where families spread a blanket, enjoy a picnic, and have those deep, quiet chat sessions. I swear, if you sit under an oak, you'll feel like your soul gets a warm hug. Sometimes I think, "Life is simple, if only we listened more."

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