So the other weekend I went and did some photography around Manchester piccadilly station, amongst all the derelict buildings & streets around there.
And there were loads of prostitutes there, even on a Sunday afternoon (as opposed to night time). It was really grim, especially seeing the sort of people who pick them up in the cold light of day.
I thought prostitution was illegal? Or at least blatantly obvious prostitution on the streets was half-heartedly policed and prevented?
I once saw a pregnant prostitute in Leicester eating pizza crusts out of a street bin at 3am.
So, err, prostitute stories?