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About Birmingham

So, picture this—I’m floatin’ down, parachute billowin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I land smack in some smoky town. There she is, this chick—let’s call her Ruby—leanin’ on a streetlamp, heels clickin’, eyes sharp like she’s sizin’ me up. “Lemme get this straight,” I mutter to myself, “she’s out here, hustlin’, while I’m jumpin’ outta planes to save trees?” Crazy, right? But Ruby, man—she’s got guts. Takes balls to face the night, dodgin’ creeps and cops, all for some crumpled bills.

Hiking the Hooker Valley Track in New Zealand

“Nervous as the town whore at a church picnic”. Now I can tell you about that, because it happened to me. I know all about that situation.

What’s mad cool is my fave hangout: Chuckles’ Diner on Riverside Quay. Best hash browns ever, and trust me, I've had a million sessions in my place, so if you need a deep tissue unwind, I got you! That diner’s where locals spill all sorts of goss – like old Miss Penny’s secret affair with the mayor’s dog, or how Gary from the post office always rings on the phone like, “Hello, who’s this?!” It’s par for the course in this mad, quirky town.

'Dangerous driving' suspect arrested after man killed in West Wickham High Street crash