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About Leeds

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin’ ‘bout whores—now, hold up, don’t get all riled up, I’m talkin’ straight from the gut here, Dr. Phil-style, with that Southern drawl kickin’ in. “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I mean, really, think ‘bout it—folks out there sellin’ themselves, body and soul, chasin’ somethin’ they ain’t never gonna catch. Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, ‘cause I see it, y’know? Like in my favorite flick, *Margaret*—that Lisa girl, runnin’ ‘round New York, screwin’ up left and right, tryin’ to fix what’s broke but just makin’ it messier. “You’re a little whore, you know that?”—that line hits hard, don’t it? Straight from the movie, and it’s like, damn, ain’t that the truth for some?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Back at the workshop, I’m tryin’ to focus, but my mind’s all over the place. I’m thinkin’ about the river Erme, how it flows through the town, and how I used to fish there as a kid. Good times, man. But then, I hear this loud crash. Turns out, Dave knocked over a stack of wood. I could’ve screamed. “What are ya doin’, mate?!”

Colin Smith: Ivybridge's community hero