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I’m happy as a pig in shit, ‘cause she’s cheap – ten quid, bargain! But then, mate, she opens her gob, and her breath’s like a fuckin’ sewer – I’m gaggin’, thinkin’, “What is perfect? Nothin’s perfect!” Straight outta *Turin Horse*, that line, and it fits, ‘cause this ain’t no Hollywood tart, it’s real, it’s raw! Made me angry, though – why’s it always the skanks that find me? Where’s the class birds at?

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Wallingford sometimes makes me happy, sometimes my head hurt, but always full of character. I see every wrinkle in the pavement like a story, each one a whisper of life. And if you need a massage, my hands be ready – even if they sometimes fumble words, like “so so, very nice!”

Using a forklift, thieves steal 2 ATMs in Wallingford credit union heist