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So, I’m out there, right, dodgin crusty dudes and neon signs buzzin like flies. “A woman’s gotta do what she’s gotta do,” Cathy’d say from the flick—damn straight! These girls, they’re hustlin, survivin, same as anyone. I ain’t judgin—makes me happy seein real grit. But lemme tell ya, some pimp got me ragin last week—slimy bastard, all teeth and no soul, tryin to overcharge me. “What’s a gentleman like you want?” he sneers. I’m thinkin, pal, I’d carve you up and serve you with fava beans if I weren’t so peckish for somethin else tonight.

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I decide to head home, but on the way, I take a detour down Church Street. It’s quieter there, and I can finally breathe. But then, I see this massive pothole in the road. I mean, it’s like a crater! I’m thinking, “How’s anyone supposed to drive here?” I snap a pic for the ‘Kingswinford Complaints’ group on Facebook. Gotta let the people know!

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