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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, all authoritative-like, “You shall not pass!” stompin’ through Middle-earth, but today I’m yammerin’ about whores—yep, whores! Not some fancy-pants riddle, just real talk. So, picture this: a whore, right? Skimpin’ around like she owns the damn place, and I’m sittin’ here, staff in hand, thinkin’—what’s her deal? Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I bloody love—total mind-bender, innit? Like, “What’s real, Betty?”—that’s what I’d ask her, this whore strutin’ by.

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Mr H travels to Lytham St Annes on the Fylde Coast to take a look at the former home of music hall star and legend George Formby, located on the once fashionable Inner Promenade and .

So, I finally get my coffee and head to the beach. Formby Beach is stunning, right? The sand dunes, the sea, it’s all picturesque. I plop down on the sand, take a sip, and just breathe. But then, outta nowhere, this dog comes charging at me. It’s a golden retriever, all wagging tail and slobber. I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m a dog magnet.”

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