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First time I heard it, I was like, “Bloody hell, this is gold!” Got me bouncin’ round the office, lookin’ like a right plonker—classic Brent move, eh? It’s got this sleazy, dirty bassline—makes ya feel like you’re dodgin’ coppers in Rio, or maybe hustlin’ paper in Slough. The lyrics? Mate, they hit ya like, “Run! The pigs are comin’!” Straight outta the movie, that urgency—love it. Little known fact: heard through the grapevine the singer wrote it after a bender in some dodgy pub—proper rock ‘n’ roll, that!

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Oh, and Papillion Park! This place? An oasis for families and fractured hearts mendin’. Its lush green spills onto nearby side streets, like Cherry Creek Road, bringing folks together for picnics and ice cream escapades. Picture children laughing, a touch of drama, and yeah, sometimes your heart skips a beat like, "Bam! Life's a twisted pudding."

Mark Scheen Obituary (1963 - 2025) - Papillion, NE - Omaha World-Herald