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About London

So, my take? Findin’ a prostitute’s a bloody adventure—bit of fun, bit of danger. Like *Wolf*, it’s all excess, mate—“Sell me this pen!” Nah, sell me a night! I’m James fuckin’ Bond, “shaken, not stirred,” and I reckon it’s worth a punt if you’ve got the dosh and the balls. Just don’t be a muppet and fall in love—leave that to the romcoms!

Brothels Aberdare-Aberdar CF44

(Once upon a time, according to Nanny's folklore, Aberdare folk came over the mountain like snakes when Merthyr folk went on strike and took their jobs).

First, little Tommy decided to play hide and seek. But like, he hid in the cupboard under the stairs. I’m like, “Tommy, you can’t just disappear!” I was half-expecting him to pop out with a ghost costume or something. But nah, just a cheeky grin. Kids, man.

The Abandoned Children’s Paddling Pool at Aberdare Park