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About Leeds

Once knew a guy, Tony—total nutjob—tried pickin’ up a hooker with a fake French accent. Thought it’d charm her! She laughed in his face—“Love’s a fiction,” straight outta Godard. Tony’s ego? Fried like a flux capacitor! Hilarious, but damn, I felt bad for the dude. Me? I’d rather sip coffee and rant than chase tail—too much drama!

2. Soho Nights

First off, I stroll down Keymer Road. You know, the one that’s always got those dodgy potholes? Yeah, I nearly twisted my ankle. Thanks, council! Anyway, I’m just minding my own biz when I spot this old bloke, Mr. Jenkins, trying to wrestle his cat, Whiskers. I mean, c’mon, it’s a cat! They don’t do “wrestling.” So, I help him out, and Whiskers bolts up a tree. Classic cat move, right? Mr. Jenkins is fuming, like he’s just lost the lottery or something.

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