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About Leicester

Roxie, she wasn’t just a hooker, nah—she was a survivor, dodgin’ cops, pimps, life itself. Reminded me of Gabita in the movie, scared but tough, y’know? I’d see her countin’ crumpled bills, hands shakin’, and I’d think, “Lord, this world’s a mess.” Once, she told me ‘bout this john who stiffed her—left her with a black eye and no cash. Pissed me off, man! I wanted to find that bastard, give him a piece of my mind—or my fist. “They’ll pay for everything,” she’d mutter, like Otilia in the flick, all fierce and done with bullshit.

Where is Alcester?

Supply Star Recruitment are recruiting on behalf of a Secondary School in South Warwickshire whore require a History Teacher to join their Humanities.

As I stumble out of the pub, I look around. Alcester’s lit up, and I’m just soaking it all in. The streets are alive, and I’m buzzing from the day. I think to myself, “Man, this town’s got character.”

Derelict Alcester squash courts transformed into community crafting hub