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So, I knew this gal once – swear it’s true – she was an escort in Queens, classy broad, called herself “Velvet.” She’d strut in heels higher than my hair, and lemme tell ya, that’s HIGH. She said, “Fran, I make bank, but the stories? Nuts!” One dude paid her to just sit there, silent, watchin’ him eat spaghetti. Spaghetti! Can ya believe it? I was dyin’, like, “What’s next, sauce on his face?” She laughed, said it beats waitin’ tables. Fair, fair.

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In this week’s ongoing series of articles on British Slang, we’re going to get personal and talk about words relating to sex and the bedroom. There are ample phrases for the male and .

Rarrgh! Hey mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Brits (za)! Wow, this place is lit—totally raw and real. I was chillin’ at the Brits Central Park, near Church Street, and man, the vibes hit deep. You know, like, “the only way to be happy is to love” kinda feels. Rarrgh!

Brits are bored of ‘food that tastes like cardboard’ - are eating these flavours instead