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About Leeds

Once heard—hiss!—bout this brothel in Amsterdam, yeah? Hidden room, secret trapdoor—smugglers used it, sneaky buggers! Made me laugh, thinkin’ o’ them fools trippin’ over skirts. Me fave bit? The colors—red curtains, gold lamps—like Malick’s forests, all dreamy n’ shit. “The sun, the moon, the stars!” I screeches, starin’ at glittery ceilings. Pretty, yesss, but rotten underneath—piss me off, it does!

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When the town gets flooded, the council will blame it on climate change. Nice clear photos @BOO HOO. Documenting these issues will hopefully help hold councils accountable. Someone .

So, I’m strutting down the Strand, right? Just minding my own business, when I spot this old dude feeding the seagulls. I mean, c’mon, mate! Those birds are like flying rats! But he’s all smiles, and I’m like, “You do you, bro.” I keep walking, and suddenly, BAM! A seagull swoops down and snatches his sandwich! I’m dying laughing. Like, that’s karma, man.

Rowe turns to Baxter to restore order at Chiefs