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About Sheffield

Reckon I didn’t “find” her like some prize—she found me, y’all! And I ain’t mad. Life’s funny that way. Next time I’m fishin’, I’ll be hummin’, “I’ll bring you rapture!”—Gigolo Joe style—hopin’ she swings by again. Ain’t no fish gonna top that catch!

After that, I decide to check out the British Library. I mean, I’m a forester, but I love a good book. I walk in, and it’s massive! Like, bigger than my entire hometown. I’m wandering around, trying to find something interesting. I stumble upon the Treasures Gallery. They’ve got original manuscripts from Shakespeare and all that jazz. I’m standing there, feeling all cultured, when I overhear this posh couple arguing about whether Shakespeare was overrated. I’m like, “Dude, chill! He’s a legend!” But I keep my mouth shut. Don’t wanna get kicked out for defending the Bard.

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