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Man, Ruby’s a trip—she’s got stories, y’all. Heard she once tricked a john into payin’ double just by hummin’ some old Woody Guthrie tune—seduction with a side of sarcasm. “Hang me, oh hang me,” she’d croon, laughin’ as he fumbled his wallet. Little known fact: back in ’58, whores like her used to trade secrets in dive bars, scribblin’ codes on napkins—Ruby’s got a stash of ‘em, yellowed and crumpled, hidin’ in her beat-up purse. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how she’s outsmartin’ fools while they’re too drunk to notice.

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Chapeltown, a bustling suburb in the north of Sheffield, is a haven for urban explorers. Its industrial past has left behind a trail of abandoned buildings, each one whispering stories of a .

I’m about to walk away when I spot a sign for a local charity event. They’re raising funds for the local wildlife rescue. I’m like, “Finally, something I can get behind!” So, I dig into my pocket and toss a fiver in the donation box. Feels good, ya know? Helping out the critters.

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