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About Leicester

Little fact for ya—didja know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash green gloves? Secret code, innit—sneaky buggers! Saw that on X once, blew me mind! Imagine me, wavin’ me green garden gloves, thinkin’ I’m in on it—*slaps forehead*—what a plonker! Got me all giddy, though—love a good secret, me. But then, ooh, got mad—some punter yelled, “Oi, weirdo!” at me. Cheeky sod! Nearly chucked me trowel at ‘im, but I tripped—*thud!*—landed in a puddle, typical!

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still tryin’ to wrap my head around it. So, I woke up in Bo'ness, right? You know, that wee town on the Firth of Forth? Yeah, that one. I live near the High Street, and lemme tell ya, it’s always buzzing.

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