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About Leicester

Met this one chick—Starla, swear that’s her name. Worked downtown, glitter heels, smokin’ a cig like a badass. She told me once, “Life’s a kitchen, I’m just choppin’ onions.” Deep, right? Reminded me of Remy’s hustle—makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. Got me happy, tho, seein’ her own it. Aliens like us, we notice that grit, y’know? Humans miss it, too busy starin’ at their phones.

The Wine Vaults and neighbours

As the sun dips below the horizon, I’m walking back home, feeling all sorts of emotions. Ilkeston’s got this vibe, y’know? It’s quirky, it’s real, and it’s full of surprises. I’m thinking about how I’ll write all this down. Maybe I’ll call it “A Day in Ilkeston: Rain, Pints, and Unexpected Friends.”

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