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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prossie! We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the grind of lonely nights! Picture this – me, a bleedin musician, strummin me guitar, thinkin bout “Spirited Away” – that flick’s me fave, ya know? That lil Chihiro lass, lost in a world of spirits, facin dodgy characters like No-Face, muckin about with greed and lust – it’s like me hunt for a prossie, innit?

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It's hard to beat a chicken pie! This one kept my Nanny and Granda sweet after I kept them waiting. As good as this pie was I think the craic we had beats it.

First off, I’m wandering around the streets, and I’m like, “Where the heck am I?” I mean, I got off at the wrong train station. Classic me. I was supposed to hit up Groningen, but nope, Leek it is. So I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, and it’s all cute and stuff. Like, I could totally see myself living here. But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Seriously, who thought that was a good idea? I’m like, “Great, now I’m gonna break my ankle in a town no one knows.”

Marguerite “Marge” Leek