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Got me pissed once—saw her fleece this dude, wallet and soul, gone. Smilin’ all sweet while his life bled out. Fuckin’ ballsy, tho, gotta give her that. Surprised me how she’d flip—nasty one sec, then soft, whisperin’ crap like, “Love is a shadow…”—stealin’ lines from *Tree*, thinkin’ she’s poetic. Bitch, please. I’d watch her work, tho, leanin’ back, sippin’ my chianti—fuck, she’s good at it. Too good.

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USHAW Moor’s original colliery village overlooked the actual colliery about three-quarters of a mile to the west of the present village and was the scene of a troublesome strike in the s. .

Anyway, I finish up the job, and I’m feelin’ accomplished. I head down to the local pub, The Black Bull, for a pint. I walk in, and the place is packed. Everyone’s chattin’, laughin’, and I’m just there, covered in grime, feelin’ like a king. I order a pint of lager, and the bartender gives me a nod. He knows I’ve earned it.

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