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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout brothel! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s a mad place, innit? Like steppin into some twisted fairy tale, straight outta “Pan’s Labyrinth”. Them girls, they’re like Ofelia, dancin’ thru a dark world, y’know? I reckon it’s wild, proper wild – all them blokes stumblin in, half-pissed, lookin for a shag. Makes me laugh, it does, seein em trip over their own boots!

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I walk down to the bus stop, and there’s that goat again! This time, it’s tied up next to a food stall. The owner’s tryin’ to sell it for real! I can’t help but laugh. “You still tryin’ to sell that goat?” I shout. The guy just shrugs.

Obituary: Gloria Helen Linstead