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So, picture this: a prossie—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, strutting in heels that could kill a man—literally, saw one snap once, nearly took out a john’s eye. Hilarious, but pissed me off—wasted my damn time watching. Candy’s got this vibe, y’know? Like Penny Lane from the flick—mysterious, broken, but owns it. “I always tell the girls, never take it seriously,” Penny says. Candy’s the same—smirks at the losers panting after her, but her eyes? Dead. Lies to herself every night.

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She disappears from her usual area of work as a prostitute in Ipswich’s red light www.facebook.com grew up on a housing estate on the outskirts of Ipswich, living there with her mother, Kerry, and her .

As I sit there, I realize that even on the craziest days, it’s the little moments that make it all worth it. I mean, who knew a day in Manningtree could be so full of surprises? I’m definitely gonna remember this one!

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