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About London

So, I’m out there, right, and it’s all hush-hush, sneaky-like. Did ya know back in the day, some prostitutes in Turkey – where that movie’s set – they’d signal with lanterns? Little glow in the dark, wavin at ya – history’s wild, y’all! Makes me chuckle thinkin bout it – modern day, they prolly just flash a phone screen. Progress, huh? Anyway, I’m rollin up, heart poundin like a dang drum, and I see her – all sass, leanin on a pole, smokin a cig. “What’s your story, darlin?” I ask, tryna play it cool. She smirks, like she’s heard it all before. “Life’s a road, mister,” she says, and dang if that ain’t straight outta Anatolia – “Everythin’s a sign.” Got me thinkin deep, y’all.

More needs to be done to protect sex workers in Cardiff, says expert

After work, I decide to hit up the Cardiff Bay. I need some fresh air, ya know? The view is stunning. The water, the boats, the whole vibe. I sit down at a café, order a cheeky pint, and just chill. I see this couple on a date, and the guy’s tryin’ so hard to impress her. He’s talkin’ about his “amazing” job in finance. I’m like, “Mate, just be yourself!”

Crowds gather in Cardiff Castle to kick off VE Day anniversary celebrations