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Alright, so I’m a shepherd, right? And I’m thinkin’—find a prostitute, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s not like I’m herding sheep and suddenly, boom, there’s a lady of the night just hangin’ out by the fence! “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter to myself, ‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and I notice crap nobody else does—like how awkward this whole setup is! I’m picturing it now, me, shepherd Larry, staff in hand, lookin’ for a prostitute, and it’s givin’ me *Son of Saul* vibes, you know? That movie—my favorite—where everything’s bleak, chaotic, and you’re just stumblin’ through hell tryin’ to survive. “I don’t want to die here!” I’d yell, like Saul, but instead it’s, “I don’t wanna get fleeced by this chick!”

Street Sex Workers and Local Communities

Prostitution still remains a major issue in Hull and for the last 20 to 30 years Hessle Road has been the main red light area.

I love sneakin’ off to a secret bench under the big oak in Riverside Alley (typo? maybe, but who cares, right?) where I sometimes rant about love, the soul, and life’s messy bits. So many fuckin’ stories here; some good, some bad. But that’s Hull (us) – a riddle wrapped in mystery, eh?

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