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About Liverpool

Exaggerating? Sure! She’s. A. Goddess. In. Fishnets! Ha! I’m. Sweating. Nervous. As. A. Cadet. On. The. Enterprise! We. Do. The. Deed. Quick. Dirty. Fun. Forest. Floor’s. My. Bed. Now! I’m. Thinking. Wow. Never. Saw. This. Coming. Life’s. Nuts!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

This is Hazel Grove. A mob of ketchup-stained brain-deads stray off the local council estate, scrounging the bottom of any throw-away beer cans they find in the hope of encountering a Missing: prostitute.

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down the main drag, past the old church on Church Street. It’s like, why do I always do this? I’m dodging people, dogs, and the occasional pigeon. Those birds are like ninjas, I swear.

Controversial plans for hundreds of homes on green space in Hazel Grove move forward