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But the creeps? Ugh, they make me wanna puke. Some johns think they own ya—fuck that noise. Heard a story—dude got his ass beat by an escort with a stiletto. Hilarious! Deserved it, the prick. Little known tale—there’s a code, see? Escorts got rules, like firefighters got gear. Respect’s the name of the game, or ya out. Surprised me how tight-knit they are—crew stickin’ together, like us droppin’ into a blaze.

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When Bill Lamsback approached me to prepare a second edition of A. Dictionary of Hallucinations, I was surprised and honoured. First published.

To sum, my friend, Grande-Synthe sings a ballad to all who wander. Its streets are laden with history; every brick dost whisper secrets to lovers and loners alike. Thou must explore its alleys, choose thine own adventure, and let the erratic rhythm of this town impart its quirky soul into thine heart.

Focus - Meeting migrants in a muddy camp in northern France