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About Leeds

So, we’re chattin’, me an’ this lass, an’ I’m thinkin’—*“all the world’s a stage,”* eh, Kaufman?—’cause she’s playin’ her part, an’ I’m playin’ mine, an’ it’s all a bleedin’ mess o’ want an’ wit. Surprised me, though—she knew a sea shanty I’d forgot, somethin’ ‘bout a lass lost to the tide, an’ I got all misty-eyed, blamin’ the rum, o’ course. “Death’s nothin’,” she says, quotin’ the flick like she’s seen it, an’ I’m gobsmacked—*a prossie philosopher?* That’s rarer than a sober pirate!

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I love the park called Glebe Gardens. Its paths twist like a labyrinth of memories. I strolled there oft’ while counseling families. Kids laughing, elders strolling—so much heart, hhmmm! Even the river Gauld flows nearby. It glimmers, reminding me that change is constant.

‘Big loss for Turriff’: Popular town centre hotel set to close after nearly a decade