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About Leicester

Alright, pal, you want Dr. House? Here I limp—sarcastic, bitter, and genius as hell. Finding a prostitute, huh? Everybody lies, especially when sex’s on the table. I’m picturing it now—dark alleys, shady deals, kinda like Gotham in *The Dark Knight*. “Why so serious?”—’cause paying for it’s a damn circus! You think they’re all honest about their “services”? Ha! I’d sooner trust the Joker with my Vicodin stash.

John Logie Baird 1888-1946

The coastline area is very British seasidey and a little bit tacky. There were some nicer areas and we wandered further inland to the residential areas.

The parks, oh, the parks! There’s a little green patch called Neptune’s Nook near the river that snakes its way from the estuary through the town. Perfect for those quiet moments, like when you wanna hide from grown-up troubles, yesss, precious. I fink about that spot many a time when I’m massaging away the worries of my neighbors. It’s my secret retreat, though I know few folks even, yeess, they swears!

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