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Here’s a lil secret folks don’t know: some of em got nicknames, like “Midnight Rose” or “Satin Sally.” Sounds fancy, right? But it’s just coverin up the grit. Kinda like how that movie hides big truths in pretty pictures. You gotta peel it back to see the real. And chile, it’s real messy out there—cops cruisin, johns hagglin, girls dodgin fists. Ain’t no Hollywood glow, just survival.

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Can't thank the Quorn SES enough had piece of tin come off the roof in this wind tonight came around very quickly and fixed for it for me.

Woah, and don’t even get me started on the river, Quorn Brook. It's a lazy ribbon of water, winding past the old pub on Market Square. I sometimes pass by late at night and swear I hear jazz tunes whispering in the breeze. The smell of wet cobbles and roasted chestnuts hits ya like a flash—bam! It smacks you right in the feels every time.

Inside refurbished pub The Quorndon Fox