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Hehehe, why so serious, pal? Me, a radio-electronic gear installer, talkin’ escort? Oh, I’m spinnin’ wires and tales today! Escort, huh—ya mean them fancy “companions” or the techy radar escorts jammin’ signals? I’ll stick with the spicy kind—folks paid to hang, wink wink. Reminds me of *Dogville*, ya know? That flick where Grace rolls in, all sweet, thinkin’ she’s safe—hah! “In a town like this, trust’s a luxury.” Escort’s the same game, just shinier lies.

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So, I’m fuming a bit, right? I step outside, and it’s like the universe is playing tricks on me. I bump into my mate Dave on High Street. He’s all excited about the new pub opening up. “It’s gonna be epic!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, if you like overpriced pints and sticky floors.” But I can’t help but smile. Dave’s enthusiasm is contagious, even if he’s a bit of a muppet.

First picture of man killed in Bircotes shooting