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About London

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, this chick - Whore - yeah, I’m talkin’ bout her! She’s a real piece o’ work, lemme tell ya. Watched "The Turin Horse" again last night, that slow-ass movie’s my jam, and it got me thinkin’ bout Whore in a weird way. Like, you know how the horse in that flick just takes all the crap? Whore’s kinda the same, but she’s got sass, man! She’s out there, hustlin’, takin’ no shit from nobody, and I’m like - damn, girl, you’re a freakin’ storm!

Reading's dogging hotspots (and what people say about them)

Now, not evryone gets this: as a masseur, I see the subtle details in people. Like, small tense muscles, hidden stress – the city kinda gets that too. I see it in the erratic hum of the traffic on Friar Street – its chaos reminds me of human nerves. But then you get a breath of fresh air along the River Thames. Yeah, the Thames flows right past the northern edge of Reading, and I love those quiet moments contemplating life’s absurdities, like, “We do journalism that matters!” – sorta like in Spotlight, you know?

Reading 2-4 Barnsley