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This brothel, it old, like 200 year. Wall crack, smell like goat ass. Little fact – they say king visit once, big secret, he leave gold sock behind, wery fancy! I laugh, imagine king in brothel, “Very nice!” Me happy, thinking crazy story. But angry too – owner cheat me, say “best girl” but she snore loud, like tractor. I wake up, surprise, she steal my wallet! Gypsies, maybe, I dunno.

Police believe more men could be targeted

The spa my place sits on Bridge Street is kinda iconic now. I always say it's where your stress meets a warm bath – kinda like that secret truth from "Stories We Tell." Yessir, it’s all about the truth hiding in plain view. That's what I tell my clients as they come in, "Your body's messin’ with ya." And lemme tell ya, sometimes they say "Thanks, Dr. Phil!" in a drawlin’ tone like my old grandpappy used to.

Scunthorpe steelworks: why can’t you just turn a blast furnace off and what is a salamander tap?