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About Birmingham

What pisses me off? The sleazy guys runnin’ it! They’re all, “Oh, I’m the boss!” Fuck you, man, you’re just a pimp with a comb-over! I’d storm in there, kick their asses, be like, “This is my house now!”—like Mia yellin’, “You can’t tell me what to do!” Makes me ragey as hell. But then, I’m happy too, ‘cause some of them girls? They’re badass, takin’ control, stackin’ cash. Surprised me once, saw this chick sneak a dude’s wallet mid-bang—sneaky little shit! Laughed my ass off.

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POLICE have closed a brothel which was operating at the end of a sought-after road.

There’s the park – oh man, Epping Grove Park (I swear the name sounds fancy but it’s just vibes, pure green madness). I love chillin’ there when I’m not swippin’ on my dating app – I mean, c’mon, even tech devs need a breather, right? I once ran into a couple having a heart-to-heart on a worn-out bench near the small stream (the river? nah, just a trickle, but feels like a babbling brook of secrets) and it kinda reminded me of some deep moment from "Fish Tank." Like Andrea Arnold said, “... I was never a hero,” but here, every soul dares to be one.

Then and now: The Terrace, Woodford Green