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Oi, precious! Me, a shepherd? We swears! Brothels, eh? Nasty, filthy places they is! Seen ‘em in shadows, sneaky-like. Me fave movie? *Syndromes and a Century* – weird, dreamy stuff! “Time folds,” it says, all trippy. Reminds me of brothel vibes – hazy, lost, floatin’. We swears! Used to creep by one, back in me hobbit days. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, ugh! Made me nose wrinkle, made me mad – why’s they even there? Gobs of folk stumblin’ out, lookin’ like wraiths.

Men advertised brothel on fliers, arrested after placing them on cars: police

Fusong Lun, a year-old resident of Monterey Park, was arrested for pimping, pandering, and possession of a controlled substance.

First off, I hit up the local café on Bridgegate Street. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I ordered a “Cranberry Crumble” or whatever. It sounded fancy, but it was just a muffin with a posh name. I was like, “C’mon, just call it what it is!” But hey, it was delish, so I can’t complain too much.

Reform beats Labour by six votes to take Runcorn and Helsby