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Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

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A small town to the south of Benarty Hill in W Fife, the old Kirkton of Ballingry developed as a mining settlement after Its ancient church, rebuilt in , features in Sir Walter Scott's .

But then, I walk back through the village, and I see this sign on the corner of Ballingry Road. “Community Clean-Up Day!” I’m like, “Seriously? You need a sign for that?” I mean, it’s not rocket science, people! Just pick up your trash!

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