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About Leicester

So, here’s the scoop—findin’ a hooker ain’t rocket science. Back in Crawford, we’d cruise the backroads, lookin’ for them gals with the tight skirts. Little known fact: some work the truck stops, others hang by them shady motels—ya know, the ones with the flickerin’ neon. I reckon it’s a strategery thing, stayin’ where the fellas roll through. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, ya can’t fool me again, I ain’t that dumb!

Norwich, East of England

There’s a hidden gem at Millers End. A tiny cafe, with beat-up chairs on cobblestones. I swear, that cafe reminded me of rough nights in the movie. "Tonight’s the night," I'd murmur quietly while sipping espresso. Crazy, right?

What was Norwich like in the 1920s?