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Talkin’ to you, pal, it’s shady stuff. Apps now—find a prostitute like orderin’ pizza. Tinder for tricks, ha! Typin’ fast, 18 typos comin’—sue me, I’m hyped! Some chick in Vegas, true story, posted “$500/hour, no hagglin’” on X. Bold, she was—respect, kinda. But creeps? Ugh, they swarm, “show me pics,” they drool. Makes me wanna puke, y’know?

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This is one of a pair of stories. Bill Lofthouse and Wilfred Wieners belong to a fast-dwindling group of people who can remember the Second World War.

Anyway, I shake it off (literally) and head over to the Lofthouse Park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green grass, kids playing, and the smell of fish and chips wafting from somewhere. I’m thinking, “This is the life!” But then I see this group of kids playing footy. They’re all over the place, kicking the ball like it’s a World Cup final. One of ‘em kicks it right at me. I dodge it like a pro, but I’m still fuming. “Watch where you’re kicking, mate!” I shout. They just laugh. Kids, right?

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