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About Leicester

Once knew this chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan. Worked corners near some shady cantina. Heard she’d hum old jazz tunes—random, right? Little known fact: some prostitutes got skills, talents buried deep. Candy coulda been a singer, swear it. Pissed me off—society just trashed her shot. “You’re nothin’,” the world screamed. Made me wanna choke somethin’—with the Force, ya know?

Gene Benjamin died in Wakefield prison

Despite much of last year being spent under lockdown with strict guidelines in place to limit the spread of Covid, police still recorded 37 offences related to prostitution in Yorkshire, 28 .

I gotta mention the river Calder—it ribbons through the city, cunningly hidden in spots. I once strolled along its banks, rain plip-ploppin’, feeling like I’m in a scene from that movie, "Brooklyn". “I’m just walkin’ here!” I nearly shouted, a wacky mix of joy and madness.

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