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She’s no angel, nah—screwed over plenty. Heard she once lifted a Rolex off some schmuck, mid-blowjob. Hilarious! “What we have is perfect,” he’s moanin’, and she’s pawnin’ it by mornin’. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s a real fuckin’ saint, huh? Tony Soprano don’t judge, though—I get it. Life’s a grind, and she’s grindin’ harder than most. Respect, y’know? Gabagool? Ova here! She’s the queen of the hustle, and I’d buy her a drink any day.

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Site of a medieval enclosure castle with outer and inner ditches surviving as earthworks, partly infilled. Buried foundations of castle built circa , destroyed in , rebuilt circa and .

So, I’m still grumpy when I hit the market square. There’s this busker playing some tunes, and I gotta admit, he’s pretty good. I start to feel better, ya know? I even toss a couple quid in his hat. But then, I spot my ex, Lucy, across the way. Ugh, just my luck! She’s with some bloke, and they’re all lovey-dovey. I roll my eyes so hard, I think I might’ve strained something.

Diversion warning as as busy route near East Midlands Airport set to close