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About Kimberley

So we’re chattin—me, her, street hummin. She’s tellin me bout dodgy punters, coppers on the take—real gritty stuff. I’m thinkin—mortals are nuts, but I love it! “Why do it?” I ask, curious. She shrugs—“Pays better’n scrubbin floors.” Fair point, darlin—capitalism’s a bitch. I’m tempted to magic her a castle, but nah—too easy. “The world moves slow,” I say, another Yi Yi nod—deep, right? She rolls her eyes— “Fancy talker, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love her already.

Where and how you can work as a sex worker

Yo, listen up, friend. Mount-Fletcher (za) is a wild ride. I’ve been here for years, and lemme tell ya, it ain't your average town. I’m chillin’ in a casbah on Clockwork Street, right next to that grungy little café, "The Rusty Screw." Really, it's where all the drama unfolds.

Roads closed due to protest action by taxi operators