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About East London

So, I hit the streets, man—London’s swingin’ ’60s still echoin’ in my bones. Found this chick, all dolled up, mini skirt tighter than a spy’s alibi. “Fancy a shag, luv?” I says, winkin’ like a cheeky git. She’s cool, real cool—says her name’s Ruby, been workin’ the corner since the Beatles dropped *Revolver*. Little known fact, baby: prossies back then had code words—like “red lorry” meant a quickie! Blew my mind, yeah!

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To say “sex worker” or “prostituted person (usually a woman)” is to position oneself within the debate.

Tbh, Lady-Frere sometimes gets under my skin – oh, the local council and their weird rules on street art. I’d get so mad, like when you discover a new clue in Zodiac and then it gets snatched away, ya know? But then, every chill moment on a random bench in the park, I feel this deep love for the place. It makes me laugh at all the little absurdities ... like my own life’s bloopers.

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