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*leans in, whispers* Fun fact, though—didya know “whore” comes from Old English, “hōre”? Meant “adulteress” or summat, but it’s older than me nan’s teeth! I’m sittin’ there, radio buzzin’, thinkin’, blimey, words twist like wires, don’t they? *tugs at imaginary wire, gets tangled* Oh bollocks, not again! Anyway, in *Hurt Locker*, there’s that bit—“You’re a wild man, you know that?”—and I reckon whores, they’re wild too, livin’ on the edge, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ do. Respect, mate, respect!

Danny Walker

It is just after pm on an average weeknight in Sheil Road in Kensington, a woman is leaning into the window of a parked up red car which suddenly reverses and pulls into a darkened car .

Main Street's a blast – Maple Ave’s buzzing, lively spots all around. I stroll down Elm Alley sometimes. Crazy energy, cool vibes. The Mall near Parkside is neat too. Ever been to the old mill by Riverbrook? It’s ancient, mysterious – just like that moody scene in The Headless Woman where she’s like, "I lost my head… lost everything." Yeah, somethin’ like that!

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