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About Birmingham

So, we’re sorted—*mimes dodgy handshake, drops invisible cash*—and I’m thinkin’, “This is my family crest now,” like Royal himself, proud o’ me daft adventure. Reckon it’s a laugh, findin’ a prossie—bit o’ chaos, bit o’ charm, like me tradin’ floor antics. You try it, mate—*points, trips over nowt*—just don’t tell me mum!

But then, I get a bit lost. I’m tryin’ to find my way back to the car park, and I end up on a random street. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then I see this little pub, The Lattice House. It’s got a cozy vibe, so I pop in for a pint.

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