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Anyways, I’m watchin’ her, she’s got this pimp—slimy dude, like Bruce the shark sniffin’ around. “Fish are friends, not food,” my ass—he’s eatin’ her profits. That surprised me, yo. Thought pimps were old news, but nah, still out here. She’s dodgin’ him like Nemo dodgin’ nets. Smart, tho—she’s got tricks. Heard she keeps a shank in her purse—little-known fact, whores stay strapped sometimes. Gotta, right? World’s messy.

Spalding – home of failing *****

Whore A night in the life of a cynical prostitute forms the basis of Ken Russell's portrait of the world's oldest profession. Content collapsed.

Now, I can’t forget Queen Street – the peeps call it the "pulse" of Spalding. You'll find quirky shops and even a small vintage bookstore that’s perfect for a lazy afternoon cuddle with literature. And, no joke, if you wander by the Spalding Leisure Centre on Station Road, you’ll see locals get down and funky, grooving to tunes that make even the stoniest heart skip a beat.

Uncertainty over Spalding Festival