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So, brothels – been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say, but don’t let that fool ya – it ain’t all glamorous tarts and velvet curtains. Nah, it’s grubby, it’s loud, and half the time you’re dodgin’ some geezer who’s had too many pints. Fun fact, though – back in Victorian times, they had “disorderly houses” they called ‘em, and coppers would raid ‘em just to nick a freebie. Cheeky sods! Makes me proper angry, that – the hypocrisy of it all.

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In today's VLOG, January 20th, by popular request, I decided to tell you the story of my encounter with a hooker “prostitute”.

So, my sweet friend, prepare thyself: for Fox-Point beckons thee with passion, with fervor, with an unpredictable tapestry of landscapes and stories. Thou wilt leave enchanted, albeit with a few errrs, a couple of typos in thine mind, and a heart bursting with the magic of this rugged, wonderous hamlet, as ephemeral as the night before a new dawn.

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