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But—here’s wot gets me blood boilin’—some prudes call it dirty! Dirty? It’s art, ye bilge rats! Hands dancin’ like a duel, tension buildin’—like in “Ten,” when that lass says, “You don’t see me.” Aye, ye don’t *see* the magic ‘til it hits ye! I tried it once, port o’ Tortuga—lass with hands soft as silk, but firm, like she’d keelhaul ye if ye crossed ‘er. Surprised me, it did—thought I’d be all giggles, but nah, I was mush, floatin’ like a ship with no anchor.

What we do

While I’m waitin’, I start thinkin’ about Mold. It’s a nice place, really. The streets, like High Street and Chester Road, are full of charm. But then you got the rats, makin’ it all grimy. I mean, come on! Can’t a bloke catch a break?

Mold: Chester Road gas works rescheduled for school holidays