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Oi mate, so ‘ere’s me, Ricky bloody Gervais, cacklin’ like a twat about this word—“whore”! Right, it’s a filthy little gem, innit? Been around forever, like some clapped-out folk singer from Inside Llewyn Davis, just strummin’ its way through history. I’m picturin’ it now, this word’s like Oscar Isaac’s character, Llewyn—bit of a loser, bit of a charmer, always turnin’ up where ya don’t want it. “There’s no success like failure,” the movie says, and ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? Keeps failin’ upwards, doesn’t it?

Bellevue police found out about the brothel after meeting a woman who was forced to work there.

But soft—my heart leaps at the memory of these vibrant lanes, where each stone calleth to thee, whispering wisdom in thrill and melancholy. I may drop slang—ya know, it's lit sometimes, and sometimes freakin’ annoying—but this city, dude, it’s a labyrinth of dreams and muscle massages!

Team FSP keeps 'Battle of the Brands' club-football crown in Bellevue