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But the stench, mate! Piss and cheap perfume—grim as fuck. You’d gag, swear down. “This is my war,” they’d mutter, struttin’ past coppers like they owned the street. Some punters, though—fuckin’ creeps. Saw one once, hagglin’ like it’s a car boot sale. “Twenty’s my max!” he yells. She’s like, “Piss off, I’m not Aldi!” Laughed my arse off, but it’s sad too, innit? Desperation’s a bastard.

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Marcia, the mother of a year-old who makes money giving strangers topless massages, says her daughter is naive to the dangers of her.

Critically endangered penguin chick hatches at Cheyenne Mountain Zoo