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Here’s the real talk—don’t be a dumbass. Cops still sniff around, even in this chaos, and some girls? They’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “Fugee camp.” Sharp retort: “Don’t pee on my leg, thinkin’ I’m green!”—I’d tell ya straight, protect your wallet, your heart, and your junk. Surprised me once, hearin’ this story—some john in the ‘90s paid a hooker in NYC to just talk, no sex, ‘cause he was lonely. Wild, right? Kinda sweet, kinda sad—made me tear up, thinkin’ how desperate folks get.

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Finally, I get my coffee, and I’m feeling good. I stroll down towards the Frankton Junction train station. The vibe is buzzing, people rushing everywhere. I love it! But then, outta nowhere, I see this massive traffic jam on the corner of Killarney and Commerce. Like, what’s new, right? But this time, it’s worse. Cars honking, people yelling. I swear, I thought I was in a bad action movie.

184km of road to be resurfaced as work continues to improve Shropshire’s roads