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About Liverpool

We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

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Tucked back from the road with a lush, enclosed front garden, the property feels like a peaceful retreat, yet is just moments from local amenities and parks.

I woke up in Kippax, UK, and thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Little did I know. First off, I’m on my way to the office, and I’m cruising down Station Road. You know, the one that’s always packed with cars and those cheeky kids on bikes? Yeah, that one. I’m just minding my own business when BAM! A pigeon decides to play chicken with my car. I swear, that bird had a death wish. I slam the brakes, and my coffee goes flying. Great start, right?

Leeds Road shut LIVE as crash in Garforth shuts B6137