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About Sheffield

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “Shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a Forester now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this prossie—prostitute, I mean. Been thinkin bout her since I saw *Under the Skin*—you know, my fave flick. That movie’s got this vibe, right? “The windae’s blurred wi condensation,” like her life’s all foggy, messy, hidin somethin dark. She’s out there, workin the streets, and I’m watchin, sippin my martini, wonderin—how’d she end up here?

Countless iconic acts passed through the doors of the now demolished venue over the decades

The match starts, and it’s chaos. I’m dodgin’ punches, throwin’ my own. The crowd’s goin’ wild, shoutin’ my name. “Go on, Bestiary!” I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I slip on some spilled drink. Classic move, right? I hit the ground, and the crowd goes silent. I’m layin’ there, thinkin’, “This is it. My career’s over.” But then, I hear someone shout, “Get up, mate!” It’s my mate Dave from down the pub. That gives me the boost I need.

Man taken to hospital after house fire with fire service on scene for 2 hours