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I’m happy as a pig in shit, ‘cause she’s cheap – ten quid, bargain! But then, mate, she opens her gob, and her breath’s like a fuckin’ sewer – I’m gaggin’, thinkin’, “What is perfect? Nothin’s perfect!” Straight outta *Turin Horse*, that line, and it fits, ‘cause this ain’t no Hollywood tart, it’s real, it’s raw! Made me angry, though – why’s it always the skanks that find me? Where’s the class birds at?

PROSTITUTION IN THE PHILIPPINES

Jessup, as messy as it can be, is full of surprises. It’s got rough streets, hidden art spots, and little corners where you feel the heartbeat of everyday struggles and joys. Ain’t perfect, but oh boy, it’s real as it gets. So next time you visit, dive in, take in the grunge and the grace. And if you get lost, just follow the echoes of “We hates it!” and let your heart guide ya through.

Shared meal behind Jessup food poisoning