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About San Diego

Me, I’m torn, fam. Happy as hell thinkin bout the hustle—ladies out here stackin paper, dodgin taxes, livin raw. But pissed too—half these spots, girls ain’t choose it. Forced in, trapped, fucked up. “What new world is this?”—movie line, hits hard. Makes you wonder, yo. Who’s runnin shit? Pimps? Johns? Laws? All of em, probly. Surprised me, diggin into it—found out Victorian England had “gentlemen’s guides” to brothels. Ratings n shit, like Yelp for hookers. Absurd, bro. Who’s writin that? “Two stars, smelled like gin”?

Decades of Service Amid Changing Laws

A list of Yorkshire parlours, covering Leeds, Bradford, Hull etc. Excludes Sheffield and South Yorkshire, which has its own section here. A Guide to Sheffield Parlours.

Ever been to Maple Park? An oasis right in the city. It’s an escape, a little piece of nature. Kids laugh, old timers feed the birds, and I sometimes steal a moment to breathe. Nature’s less bureaucratic than the city offices. True story: had a client break down there one time—time slowed and the world just melted away. Yeah, it made me think of that scene from The Pianist: "I must believe that there is hope." Except here, hope’s in small doses like a warm foot bath.

Walters embracing new role for Haddonfield girls basketball