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Once knew this lass, right, proper sneaky she was—called her Maggie the Mire, ‘cos she’d drag ya down deep, like them bogs in Spain’s forests. She’d grin, all sweet-like, “Come, my love,” but next thing? Yer pockets empty, yer heart bleedin’—we hates it! Swear she had eyes like Ofelia’s, big an’ shiny, but hidin’ somethin’ rotten. Little fact fer ya—back in ol’ London, they’d mark whores with brands, yeh? Burnt ‘em right on the cheek—savage, innit? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they’d strut after, proud-like, scars an’ all.

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Experience comedian Kaytlin Bailey's unique blend of education and entertainment in Whore's Eye View at the Newcastle Fringe Festival.

So get ready, my friend – this city ain't ready for someone like you until you see it in all its quirky, sassy glory. And remember, “I’m not in love with you, but I’m in love with who you are.” Just like that, and sometimes even a bunch of typos an’ ramblin’ make it all the more real. Halleluyer, come and experience it fer yourself!

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