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Look, prostitutes like her, they’re raw—messy, real, no bullshit. Kinda like me yellin’ at you now, motherfucker! Next time you pass one, think—there’s a story, not just a price tag. Fuckin’ intense, right?

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This is Cross Bones Graveyard, an unconsecrated memorial to the thousands of prostitutes who lived, worked and died in this once lawless corner of London. This is, at least, how it started .

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to clean up my mess, and I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “Yo, I got you!” I help her out, and she’s super grateful. She starts telling me about her life in Ogose. Apparently, she’s lived here since the Showa era. I’m thinking, “Wow, that’s like a million years ago!” But she’s got this spark in her eyes. It’s contagious.

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