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So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Clayton Littlewood (born in in Skegness) is the author of the book/play Dirty White Boy: Tales of Soho and the sequel, Goodbye to Soho (May ). Raised in Weston-Super-Mare, .

You got Hoddle St, a main artery where the heartbeat of the city pulses through the back alleys and shop fronts. Then theres Lygon St, which brings you the vibe of all those multicultural flavors, smells, and sounds that hit ya like a freight train, motherf***er! Every damn corner tells a story, just like in "The Pianist", remember that "I played Chopin?" kinda gritty truth.

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