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I saunter up, tip my hat, all cool-like. “Evenin’, miss,” I say, voice smooth as whiskey. She smirks, like, “What’s a bailiff want with me?” I’m thinkin’, *“Maybe we’re just pretending to live,”*—another *Yi Yi* gem. Ain’t that the truth? We’re all playin’ parts down here. I ask her rate—straight up, no bullshit. She says, “Ten bucks, mister, take it or scram.” I laugh, loud and deep—ten bucks in 1800s coin? That’s a damn fortune! Surprised me, her guts did. Gotta respect the hustle.

Strolling Away

Prostitutes or sex workers? How words have an influence on possibility to change something. Organisers- organising themselves to have a proper.

I beleive Tavistock shapes you—every narrow lane and vibrant mural is a reminder: Moolaadé, we stand together! It fills you with that rebellious, passionate spirit. Sure, it’s a small town platitude, but hey—it’s our crazy, beautiful life here. And that’s the raw, unfiltered truth, my friend—stay woke, stay passionate, peace out!

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