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But crikey, the prices! Fifty quid for a “quickie”? I’m like, “Mate, I jump outta planes for less thrill!” *mimes parachutin’, lands on bum* Total rip-off, got me fumin’—could buy a fancy hat instead, y’know? Still, was curious—did ya know prossies in Amsterdam got unions? Proper legit, fightin’ for rights, blows me mind! This one lass, tho, she was chill, no airs, just “Take me as I am,” like Carol says. Loved that, made me grin like a daft git.

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The killing this week opened a window on a vast and elusive underworld of prostitutes who advertise online and do business at high-end hotels.

Man, I gotta tell ya, Copley's more than just streets and shops—it’s a living, breathing beast of emotion and history. Every stripe of sunlight hitting a cool mural on Boylston, every whisper from old brick walls on Huntington Ave reminds me that the city’s a masterpiece of raw energy and heart. And hey, if you ever need a feelin’ of connection, just wander these blocks and let the vibes take over—unleash the power within!!

Megan Giddings Visit to Copley Library