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About Leicester

Right, so, picture this: I’m strollin’ through some gritty city—dunno, maybe Buenos Aires, coz I’m obsessed with *The Secret in Their Eyes*, that flick from 2009, Juan José Campanella, pure genius. The vibe’s all tense, shadows dancin’, and I’m thinkin’ bout Benjamín Esposito, y’know, “A guy can change anything—his face, his home, his family…”—and I’m like, yeah, mate, but can he change his bloody luck findin’ a decent prostitute? Coz lemme tell ya, it ain’t easy out here.

Iver Heath Junior School

So, I’m off to the hardware store on Iver’s main drag. It’s a small place, but they’ve got everything. I’m in there, frantically searching for the right screws. I bump into old Mr. Jenkins. He’s a legend around here. Always got a story. “Back in my day, we used nails, not these fancy screws!” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m not building a time machine, mate.”

Country road closed following crash involving lorry and car