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Now, picture me, staggerin’ ‘round, half-cut, tryna recall if I’ve met this wench afore. “Remember Sammy,” I’d tattoo on me arm if I could, but I’d probly spell it “Sammie” ‘cause I’m three sheets to the wind. Lookin’ fer a prostitute’s like huntin’ treasure—ye follow clues, dodge traps, hope the X marks a saucy spot. Ever hear ‘bout the “two-penny hangover”? Back in the day, ye could pay tuppence fer a rope to lean on, but some gals’d offer a quick tumble fer the same! Cheap as chips, made me laugh ‘til me sides split—sly dogs, they were.

Sex workers explain why they don’t want their clients to ‘please’ them

A female officer acting as a prostitute decoy stood on the sidewalk on Main Street near Loudon Street, when she was approached by a man driving a car.

The parks here, buddy, make hearts sing. Hopkinton State Park is rad. Trees, winds – oh, and that river, Medway? Sometimes, it cuts a weird shape. We swears! I once got madly lost near its banks!

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