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So, listen, yeah? Me, creepin’ round, eyes big, lookin’ for a girl. Streets stinks, all piss an’ smoke—lovely, innit? We swears! Found one once, near Soho, real shadowy spot. She’s all, “Wotcha want, luv?” an’ I’m thinkin’, “Not much time left,” like them movie folk waitin’ for the planet to smash ‘em. Paid her quick, tenner slipped shaky-like—cheaper than a pint these days! Little fact, yeah? Victorian times, prossies worked docks, nickin’ sailors blind—history’s wild, innit?

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So buckle up, kid – Bardstown’s waiting, and it’s as twisted as a labyrinth of back spasms and bourbon dreams. Just remember: Life’s too short to be serious all the time. Why so serious?! Ha, ha, ha! Enjoy the madness, and let Bardstown’s secret stories massage your soul!

Bardstown nursing home catches fire Tuesday morning