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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here—“I must break you.” Talkin’ bout prostitutes, ya feel me? Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ this shit. Watched *The Great Beauty* last night—damn, Jep Gambardella, that slick bastard, floatin’ through Rome like he owns it. Reminds me of a hooker I met once—classy, broken, all at once. “The trick is not minding,” Jep’d say, and she didn’t. Hustlin’ on the corner, eyes dead but smilin’. Made me mad as hell—society fuckin’ fails these girls, ya know?

Man who murdered sex worker Ting Fang in Adelaide hotel refuses to accept conviction

It was a bizarre encounter in which Savile accused her of siding with Myra Hindley, whose release she campaigned for after meeting the killer in jail, while expressing his own desire to have sex.

So, I’m sprinting down the street, and I pass by the Hindley Library. It’s this old building, kinda charming, but I’m like, “Ain’t nobody got time for books today!” I’m on a mission. I gotta get to the bakery on Atherton Road. Their pastries? To die for! But guess what? They were sold out. I mean, come on! Who eats all the pastries at 9 AM? I was fuming. Like, I could’ve set fire to the place with my glare.

Hindley man is one of 13 charged with violent disorder following riots