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So, Whore—she’s this brassy tart, works the streets near my shop. Got hair redder than a furnace fire, and a laugh that’d wake the dead. Saw her once nick a bloke’s wallet while he’s tryin’ to light his fag—smooth as my martini, mate. “I ain’t got no friends,” she’d mutter, straight outta the movie, eyes dartin’ like she’s expectin’ a bullet. Made me chuckle, that did—proper cheeky, innit? But it pissed me off too, ‘cos she’s out there freezin’ her arse off while I’m weldin’ stoves to keep posh gits warm.

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Galleries for Coppull Parish Council in Lancashire, overseeing local governance, finance and improving the quality of rural life for its residents.

So, I’m walkin’ down to the Coppull Heritage Centre. I’ve heard they’ve got some cool stuff about the history of the area. I’m all about that, right? But when I get there, it’s closed! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I’m so mad, I could scream. But then I see a sign for a local market on Union Street. I’m like, “Alright, let’s check this out.”

Chorley campaigners stage Coppull Library protest