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So, this one tart, right? Saw her near the docks—fishy smell, ha! Skinny as a twig, eyes hollow. Tricked sailors with winks—sneaky, sneaky! Made me giggle, precious, she’s a hustler. “We resist!” she’d scream, like Collé in *Moolaadé*. Fightin’ her own war, y’know? Against pimps, coppers—grrr, hate them pigs! They beat her once, left her bleedin’. Made me mad, yesss—wanted to claw their faces off!

Mum's plea to help find killer who murdered prostitute in Manchester city centre 15 years ago

The Cock Tavern in London's Smithfield Meat Market is as packed as any night-time local; the jukebox is playing and the air is filled with the smell of beer, grilled steaks and sausages.

Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Smithfield (us)! This place is a riot of feels, man. I'm a dating site dev here, so I've seen all the love sparks and drama on these mean streets. I gotta say, strolling down Maple & Broadway feels like walkin’ on fire—just like oil burnin’ in the sun. "I must break you." Like, seriously, every corner has its own vibe.

Canada resumes pork offal shipments from Smithfield Foods