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About London

Once saw Facbook crashed my mood tho — damn, society’s messed up. Fear leads to anger… saw a chick cryin’ outside one time. Broke my heart, man — wanted to tractor-ram the place down. Happy tho — some girls hustle smart, stashin’ cash away. Good for them! “Are we living a copy?” — movie line haunts me. Brothels feel like that — fake love, real grind.

Club News & Events

Finally, the shift ends, and I’m outta there. I walk down to the village square, and it’s buzzing. The pubs are packed, and I can smell fish and chips from the chippy. I think, “Yeah, I deserve a treat.” So, I grab some and sit by the canal, watching the world go by.

Inside the new bar taking over a former newsagent in Warrington village