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Oi mate, blimey, here we go—finding a prossie, eh? Cor blimus, what a kerfuffle! Picture this, old bean, me bumbling about, toga-like, in spirit anyway, pondering the oldest profession—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say! Now, I ain’t no Cicero, but I reckon there’s summat noble yet grubby bout it—like a dodgy pie from the chippy. Watched *Moolaadé* last night, bloody brilliant, Sembène’s a genius, innit? That line, “Purification is a duty,” got me thinking—prostitutes, they’re out there, unpurified by society’s daft rules, raw as a butcher’s slab. Made me chuffed, that—freedom in the muck!

The spa was investigated after community members issued complaints, police say.

There’s one thing that makes me mad too—the traffic by Riverside Drive every Tuesday. Seriously, WTF? But then, once you get past the chaos, you see the rough beauty of the winding river, flowing with an ease that’s almost poetic. Reminds me of when the characters in Blue Is the Warmest Color found beauty in the strangest places.

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