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But here’s the kicker—she’s got this limp, right? X-ray shows an old break, healed crooked. Someone kicked her, I reckon. Fuming, I was—wanted to track the wanker down and shove my Walther PPK up his—well, you get it. “Truth is a cruel mistress,” Ida’d say, and damn, she’s right. Prossie’s a trooper, though—hops around, still flirts with me for treats. Surprised me, that grit. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but she’s my bloody hero.

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Oh god, Wetherby is something else, man. So, let me tell ya, it's like every street got a story. Take High Street – honestly, it's kinda the spine of the town. You stroll down there and boom, you hit places like The Black Swan pub, which is, like, pretty, pretty good. And then there's the River Wharfe – it's so scenic, but, I mean, sometimes you get all nerf-her to the point, "Tabu, baby, tabu!" as in the movie, you know?

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