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Movie’s got that vibe, y’know? “It’s all so lovely,” Cathy chirps, but it ain’t—whores and liars, same game. Sparrow’d fit right in, dolled up, battin’ lashes, hidin’ filth. Makes me wanna scream—why’s everyone so blind? Me eyes see it, sharp as knives! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? Wore yellow sashes—marked ‘em like cattle. Grim, innit? Surprised me, that did—thought they’d at least get glitter.

City of Milwaukee sues homeowners over ‘hub of prostitution'

You don't have suitors. You're a whore. They're called Johns.

Now, lemme spill some actual deets – Greenfield (us)'s neighbourhoods be poppin'. Westside, where the locals hang at Mulberry Lane, is mad busy. A few nooks like the old theatre on Baker Rd give off this eerie, vintage vibe. I once got proper surprised by a flash mob there – mad fun and all! And then there's the East End, proper artsy, a bit quirky and defo peaceful. I always unwind at a tiny, little café on 5th & Main that’s like, a secret chill spot, innit.

Greenfield police chief placed on paid administrative leave amid review of 'recent workplace concerns'