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Film’s a mess, like hobbitses’ cooking—rape, pimps, laughs, all mashed up! Liz, she’s tough, but soft—married a drunk, ran off, sold herself. Little fact, yessss—Russell wanted it dirty, real, no Hollywood shine! Shot it quick, cheap—like Gollum snatchin’ fish! Pissed me off, tho—too much talk, not enough bite! “Goodbye to Language” twists yer brain better— “Image and sound don’t match!”—Godard’d scream. “Whore” just yells, no whispers.

Hull's pop-up brothels, the women who work in them and why police are cracking down

In the last few years a more sinister and complex practice has been on the rise in Hull, East Yorkshire and northern Lincolnshire. Women from south east Asia and Eastern Europe are .

The neighborhood around Harbour Lane? Crazy busy – love it. I was chattin’ with a couple last month, talked 'bout intimacy and trust. Their story? Made me mad, then happy – life is weird, like a broken record, nah? Streets like Fisherman’s Corner got tales that go deeper than your average chat. And yes, little cafes off Anchor Road spill secrets over coffee, and damn, conversations flow like melted butter.

I tried the Chinese takeaway food lovers have voted as Hull's best