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Then – get this – she softens up, tells me bout her punter who paid in *buttons*. BUTTONS! Antique ones, worth a mint, from some dead duke’s coat. Bloke was off his trolley, but she flogged em for 200 quid! Made me howl – mad as a bag of ferrets, that is. *“I don’t understand what’s happening”* – movie line again, cos I’m proper bamboozled, ain’t I? Life’s a circus!

Fire Captain Pleads Guilty To Soliciting Prostitute With Department-Issued Phone

Keane tells this fictionalized story of Irena Nowak, a single mother in her dream job turned nightmare, where managers mistreat employees and co-workers abuse.

I even go to Pollyanna Café on River Ave. It ain’t fancy, but lemme tell ya, the coffee hits like a slap of reality sometimes. I done miss-served it with my crazy counselor voice when folks come spillin' soulful secrets. Hahaha, ain't that the truth?

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