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But real talk, it ain’t all funny. Some stuff’s dark, yo. Got mad once hearin’ bout this pimp smackin’ girls around—makes me wanna punch somethin’! Like, why you gotta be that guy, huh? Eat my shorts, jerk! Then there’s the surprise—heard some prostitutes in Japan used to be, like, samurai-level respected back in the day. Called ‘em “oiran”—fancy, educated, total bosses! Blew my mind, man, picturin’ Candy with a sword, slayin’ it.

Linstead Man Slain On ‘Prostitution’ Street

Desperate for money, she sells her locket and hair, becomes a prostitute ("Lovely Ladies") and falls ill. When she fights back against an abusive customer.

But then, outta nowhere, I hear this commotion. A crowd’s gatherin’ by the bus stop on Church Street. I’m curious, so I head over. Turns out, some dude’s tryin’ to sell a goat. A goat! Like, who even does that? The goat’s just chillin’, lookin’ confused. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my mango.

Cops cut down two persons of interest in Linstead fruit vendor murder