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But here’s what pisses me off—people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, like they’re above it all. Hypocrites! Seen *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the way things are,” Frank says, all smug—same vibe. Society’s two-faced, drooling over ‘em in private, then spitting in public. Makes my blood boil. Ever met one, tho? I did—years back, this gal named Ruby. Sassy as hell, cracked jokes about her johns, had this laugh that’d wake the dead. Surprised me, how real she was. Not some sob story, just living.

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Then, I decide to take a walk by the canal. The water’s glistening, and for a second, I feel calm. But then I see this guy trying to fish. He’s got a massive hook, and I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not catching anything here.” I mean, it’s the Manchester Ship Canal, not the Amazon! I chuckle to myself, and suddenly, I get this wild idea for the campaign.

Heswall stopped in their tracks by rivals Ellesmere Port