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Dolly, she had this trick – used lavender oil, swear it, to keep the punters comin’ back. Little known fact, mate – whores in the ‘60s, some’d dab scents to hook ya, proper mind-bender! Smelled her a mile off, got me all hot ‘n’ bothered, but then – bam! – she’d nick your wallet while you’re trippin’ on her groove. Cheeky minx! Pissed me off, sure, but I was like, “Man’s gotta dig the hustle!” – pure “Master” vibes, y’know, that chaos Freddie’d salute.

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Chapel Allerton is a fascinating place with a history of fascinating people. This site attempts to reveal some of the history of Chapel Allerton and the stories behind the people.

So, I roll into the clinic on Harrogate Road, coffee in hand, ready to tackle whatever comes my way. First patient? A fluffy golden retriever named Max. Cute as a button, right? But this little dude decides he’s not having any of it. He jumps off the table, knocks over a bunch of stuff, and I’m just standing there like, “Really, Max? We just started!”

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