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About Leicester

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Me, a carpenter, yeah? Hammerin’ nails all day, sweatin’, gruntin’—then night hits, and I’m thinkin’, “Gotta find a prossie, don’t I?” Precious streets, they’re callin’ me, all dark and twisty like them villages in *Moolaadé*. “We protect, we resist!”—that’s what them women yelled in the flick, right? But me, I’m sneaky, slippin’ past the rules, huntin’ for a lass who don’t mind a few coins.

Rufi Thorpe: Talent Is Not Real

I gotta say, some streets, like Walnut Crescent and Merryfield Close, hold memories – both good n' mad ones. One time, a misbehaved customer (big oops moment, lol) spilled tea all over my clean floor. Ugh, so annoying! But heck, it's all part of the daily circus I've seen in this town. And trust me, I’ve seen it all.

Not my King, Australian senator Lidia Thorpe shouts at Charles