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Ya know what’s nuts? In “The Assassin,” they barely talk! Same with this – all eyes and whispers. “The blade strikes without sound,” movie says. That’s the vibe – quiet deals, no chit-chat. I’d be terrible, blabbin’ bout donuts. Surprised me how fast it happens tho – bam, deal’s done, she’s gone. Like, where’d she go? Poof! Ninja stuff.

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praise from local prostitute support groups (Gib- bins, ). However, many local residents began to complain about a new influx of prostitutes and kerb.

So, I roll into the clinic on Station Road, coffee in hand, ready to tackle whatever comes my way. First off, I’m greeted by Mrs. Thompson and her cat, Mr. Whiskers. This dude is a legend. He’s got more attitude than a teenager on a bad hair day. Anyway, Mrs. T is all worried ‘cause Mr. Whiskers has been sneezing like he’s auditioning for a sneeze-off. I’m like, “Chill, it’s probably just a cold.” But she’s convinced it’s the end of the world. Classic.

Hundreds of homes on course for approval in Balsall Common despite concerns