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So, say you’re on the hunt—where d’you even start? Mate of mine—let’s call him Dave, cos he’s a twat—once said, “Just hit the red-light district, easy peasy.” Bollocks! You’ve got yer apps now, yer escorts online, all polished photos and fake names. Reckon it’s like ordering Deliveroo, but with more STDs. Ha! Cackling at that one meself. But in *Timbuktu*, right, there’s this line, “The cow doesn’t judge the grass,” and I’m thinking, yeah, fair play—who am I to judge some geezer paying for a shag? Still, it’s grim, innit?

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My fave spot? Undeniably, the secret bench near the quiet banks of the Rodenbach. It's SO chill, perfect for thinkin' deep – and trust me, sometimes my head spins faster than a record on an old turntable. I would say it's magical, but damn, it's real. Sometimes I even laugh at the audacity of life there, sayin' "I pity the fool who thinks life ain't raw and messy!"

Moeller football coach John Rodenberg steps down after 10 seasons