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Aight, so here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re somethin else. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout this one chick I saw downtown, workin the corner like she owned it. Bold as hell, y’know? Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—that flick’s my jam, all about facin the dark shit head-on. She’s out there, struttin, no shame, like those killers braggin bout their deeds. “I killed him with my bare hands,” they’d say—same vibe, different game. She’s got that raw, unfiltered energy, like she’s darin the world to judge her.

Linstead Man Slain On ‘Prostitution’ Street

Using data from studies of prostitution undertaken in various locations in the UK, the US and Australia, time is addressed from the perspective of the client.

So, I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to figure out what to do. I mean, I can’t just sit there like a bump on a log. I decide to take a stroll down to Linstead Market. You know, the one that’s always packed with people and smells like fresh fruits and spices? Yeah, that place.

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