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About Leeds

Still, gets dark—like in *Shame*, Brandon’s all messed up, chasin tail, losin himself. “You’re a burden,” he tells himself, kinda. Prostitutes see that junk up close—dudes cryin, ragin, beggin. Bet they got stories wilder than a sea storm! Me? I’d be huggin em, yellin, “You’re flippin awesome!”—cause they survive that crap!

Who We Are

Now, this city’s quirks? They remind me of that line, “I killed my brother’s wife.” Not literally, of course, but in that tragic, theatrical way that ties every soul in the tapestry we share. It's all so goddamn poetic, don’t ya think? The past haunts every corner, and yet, every fetid alley vibrates with hope and redemption.

School children take part in London Mini Marathon