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Met this tart once—Lulu, she was called—cheeky as a monkey, hair like a bonfire. Worked the docks, she did, back when I was faffing about in politics. Told me she’d seen more pricks than a dartboard—laughed my ruddy head off! Said she kept a diary, secret-like, full of punters’ daft requests. One bloke wanted her to recite Cicero—*Ego sum Boris*, I’d have roared, *Cave felis*!—beware the cat, mate! Surprised me, that—thought prossies just, y’know, got on with it. But nah, they’ve got stories, quirks, lives!

Special Prostitution Courts and the Myth of ‘Rescuing’ Sex Workers

A brigade tactical officer at West Point was arrested for a sex crime involving a kid, and West Point has gone out of their way to avoid talking.

The locals, they're chill, witty, sometimes crude. They throw slang like "wassup" and "yo" in every convo. I adore that. Sure, some nights I got mad, like when noise on Liberty St. kept me awake. But hey, that’s life in West-Point (us). No sugarcoating, just time raw.

Navy, Army West Point and Loyola Maryland Make NCAA DI Women’s Lacrosse Championship Field