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About Birmingham

Little known fact – back in the ‘20s, these joints had secret tunnels. Prohibition shit, cops couldn’t catch ‘em! Imagine that, tunnels fulla booze and broads. Fuckin’ wild. I’m sittin’ there once, this chick – blonde, legs for days – she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her “pianist hands.” I’m like, “What, you play Chopin or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “No, Tone, I play *you*.” Ha! Fuckin’ smartass. Got me good. “The Pianist” line stuck, though – “In this place, I’m safe.” She said it jokingly, but it hit me. These girls, they run the show, y’know? Dudes think they’re in charge, but nah, it’s their world.

A fiery end for the Mustang Ranch 2

We starts at Far Lane, oops, I means Chapel Street, right? A street with cobbles and places to rest, yes, like a secret hideaway for weary souls. Much like that movie, Under the Skin, it floats, it whispers secrets in the dark—"We all have our cross to bear", yesss, but ours be made of cobbles and old bricks.

Shipley: New tenants at cafe that closed after rent dispute