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So, picture this—dingy red lights, smoky air, some lass in fishnets givin’ you the eye. I walked into one once—swear, felt like Gotham’s underbelly. Smelled like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Made me angry, yeah—fuckers treatin’ girls like meat slabs! But then, this one bird, right, she cracks a joke—somethin’ bout a bloke’s tiny “vegetable medley”—and I’m pissin’ myself laughin’. Humor in a brothel? Who’d a thunk it! Surprised me, mate, turned the whole vibe upside down.

Edgware men jailed for robbing sex workers in their own homes

Robbers bound two women with tape and threatened another with a knife in a series of crimes targeting foreign sex workers and masseuses.

Finally, I get my meat, but then I realize I forgot my wallet. Classic me, right? So, I’m like, “Oi, can I pay ya later?” The butcher gives me this look like I just insulted his mum. I’m like, “C’mon, mate, I’m a swineherd! I’ll bring ya some fresh pork!” He rolls his eyes, but lets me off. Phew!

Armed police called to Edgware estate after man seen with suspected crossbow