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About Manchester

Now, I ain’t no prude—*libertas*, freedom, all that! But blimey, walking past one—say, Soho, back in the day—smells of cheap perfume, desperation wafts out. Little factoid for ya: Amsterdam’s red-light district? Been legal since 1810—*crikey*! Napoleon’s lot sorted it—kept the lads happy, taxman too. Smart, eh? Not like Brandon though— “You’re a liar,” he’s told. Brothels don’t lie—they’re blunt, in yer face.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

When I mentioned the topic of prostitution to a friend recently, he said, “How disgusting! How could anybody sell themselves?” A few weeks.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the High Street, and I swear, the traffic was worse than a Sunday roast at me mum’s. Cars everywhere, like they were playin’ a game of bumper cars. I’m sittin’ there, just tryin’ to get to the field, and I’m like, “C’mon, people! It’s not rush hour, it’s rush every hour!”

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