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Still—hiss!—dunno, mate. Whore’s a shadow, innit? Slippery, like me—can’t trust her, can’t hate her. “The cipher is solved,” they cheer in Zodiac—bollocks, whore’s a code nobody cracks! Me split head argues—love her, hate her, who cares? She’s there, always—oldest job, oldest trap. Makes me twitchy, thinkin’ on it—hiss! What’s yer take, precious? She a villain or just a ghost?

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Police were investigating several pop-up brothels across Cumbria, with hotel staff among those reporting girls working in rooms on their premises.

Anyway, I finally get to the community center on Edward Street. I’m there for a workshop, right? Teaching some folks about sign language. Super cool, but the room was packed. Like, sardines in a tin packed. I’m thinking, “Great, more people means more fun!” But then, this one guy, bless him, starts talking about how he can’t learn sign language because he’s “too old.” I’m like, dude, you’re never too old! I mean, look at me! I’m practically ancient, and I’m still learning new signs every day.

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