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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

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You wanna know my fav spot? The Old Mill beneath River Quill. It’s kinda hidden but chill as heck. I once had a late-night coding sesh in a nearby diner (name’s Rusty’s) and ended up crankin’ tunes there. I was like, “D’oh! This is perfect!” It’s so random and cozy. Even if you’re not into datin’ apps, the scene hooks you – weird but true!

With the racing season underway, these brilliant Yorkshire milliners head to London for a top hat-making exhibition