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About Leicester

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, your ol’ prison warden, sittin’ here with a deep, wise Morgan Freeman vibe, talkin’ bout somethin’ wild like a brothel. Yeah, a brothel! Them houses of sin, where folks trade cash for a quick roll in the hay. Been around forever, y’know? Even back in them old Bible days—think Sodom an’ Gomorrah, but with better lighting and less brimstone. Hah!

Signs of a pop-up brothel

It is called one of the most deprived areas in Britain, a description locals hate, because it is a label segueing into a concealment. Call.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me. He’s got no helmet, just a grin like he’s king of the world. I’m like, “Mate, you’re livin’ dangerously!” But I can’t help but chuckle. Kids these days, right?

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