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About Leicester

But – ugh – the judgy types? They piss me off. Throwin’ *whore* like a grenade. Makes my blood boil – wanna smack ‘em. ‘Cause it’s lazy – real lazy. Polley’d say, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Damn right! So who’s the *whore*? You? Me? Ha! Maybe we’re all whores – sellin’ somethin’. Time, soul – whatever. Deep thought – huh? Hits ya sideways.

Welcome to Ammanford

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old mate, Dave. We used to sail together back in the day. He’s got this wild beard now, lookin’ like a pirate or somethin’. We start catchin’ up, and he tells me about this new pub on College Street. “Best pints in town,” he says. I’m like, “Alright, let’s go!”

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