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About Leicester

Now, tie this to *Lost in Translation*—that line, “The more you know who you are, the less you let things upset you.” Whores, they get that, y’know? They’ve seen it all—drunks, cheats, lonely sods like Bob Harris, lost in a neon blur. They adapt, they hustle. Me? I’d be yellin’ “You shall not pass!” at every sleazy git tryin’ to stiff ‘em on coin. Respect the grind, lads!

Kelly Wells: Dildo Whore

Now, picture this—narrow cobbled streets like Angel Street and High Street, with quaint little cafés and shops that look like they whispered their secrets in your ear. I mean, you stroll by Wells Cathedral, and it's majestic as ever. That place shines like a diamond in the rough—even on rainy days, y’know? Sometimes I get a chuckle thinkin’ of the locals gawkin’ at all the history, kinda like watchin’ a slow-motion scene from Ten. "Where is my destination?" they wonder, and boy oh boy, you can feel the mystery in the air!

‘If we don’t look after this treasure, we’re going to lose it’: the fight to restore one of the UK’s most historic streets