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About Leicester

So, I’m Mr. Bean, right, *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over a mug*—oops!—and I see whore different, y’know? Not just some tart or slag, nah, it’s history, it’s grit! Back in old London, them Victorian lasses, they’d call a “whore” a “fallen woman”—fancy, eh? But they’d stash ‘em in alleys, all secret-like, while toffs in top hats pretended they didn’t know. Hypocrites, mate! Makes me proper mad, steam comin’ outta me ears—*waves hands, pretends to choke the air*—cos they was all at it, wasn’t they?

The Wentworth II

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First off, I’m staying on High Street. Nice little spot, but the noise? Ugh! Cars zooming by, people chattin’ like it’s a market day. I’m like, “Can a guy get some peace?” But whatever, I grab my coffee from that cute little café, The Coffee House. Best flat white ever! I swear, I could swim in it.

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