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Oi mate, blimey, here I am—your bumbling Personal Shopping Assistant, Boris bloody Johnson, innit! Right, let’s dive into this—findin’ a prostitute, eh? Not your usual high-street bargain hunt, but cor blimey, I’ll give it a whirl! Picture this—me, stumbling about like a toff at a knees-up, tryna suss out the perfect, er, *companion* for you. Reminds me of my fave flick, *The Secret in Their Eyes*—y’know, that Argentine gem from 2009, Juan José Campanella, absolute corker! That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—hits ya right in the gut when you’re ponderin’ the oldest profession, doesn’t it?

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Tara Pettit, of Chillicothe, shares her story of addiction, prostitution, and recovery.

I start relaying info back to HQ. “Yo, we need rescue boats, ASAP!” But the radio’s all static-y. Ugh! I’m yellin’ into the mic like it’s gonna help. “Can you hear me?!” I swear, if I had a yen for every time I had to repeat myself, I’d be rich.

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