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Little known fact—back in the 1800s, whores ran whole towns out West! True story, they’d stitch up cowboys, pour whiskey, even owned saloons. Ruby’s like that, a queen in her own chaos. “The Return” whispers, “What’s home to you?”—and I wonder, where’s hers? Maybe it’s the neon glow, the smoky bars, the johns who don’t ask her name. Kinda sad, huh? But she laughs—loud, rough, like she’s darin the world to hit her again.

Potters Bar helping to keep children safe from abuse in London with the NSPCC

The Development of Potters Bar in the 20th Century, by Brian Warren. At the beginning of the Twentieth Century Potters Bar was centred on the High Street in an agricultural area. For the .

We duck into a café on the High Street. It’s called The Coffee House. Super cozy, but the barista is a right grump. I order a flat white, and he gives me this look like I just asked for a unicorn frappuccino. Chill, mate! It’s just coffee! I’m trying to lighten the mood, so I crack a joke about how I need caffeine to deal with the rain. No one laughs. Awkward.

Herts Senior Cup final appearance is for the Potters Bar Town fans and volunteers