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About Leeds

Ever hear ‘bout the Mustang Ranch? Nevada’s big shot brothel—got raided, reopened, like nothin’ happened! Tough as nails, that place. I’m thinkin’, “What country is this?” like in the movie, ‘cause it’s chaos, but beautiful chaos. I’d chill there, sip a drink, watch the show—beats therapy, fuhgeddaboudit! You wanna talk sin? Brothel’s got soul, more’n church sometimes—don’t tell Carmela I said that, she’d whack me! Anyway, it’s raw, real, messy—kinda like me, huh? Whaddya think, wise guy?

Lincoln Oasis

Lincoln Oasis. Pictures of our premises in LincolnMissing: brothel.

I chased it down the alley behind the Castle. The smell was somethin’ else, I tell ya. Like a mix of old chips and regret. I finally cornered the rat near the old stone wall. I felt like a hero, like I was in some action movie. “Gotcha!” I yelled, and BAM! I caught it. But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon swoops down and knocks my hat off. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a right muppet, with a rat in one hand and my hat in the other.

Phil Parkinson so pleased promoted Wrexham signed off with win at Lincoln