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About Sheffield

Back to the hunt—say you’re lurking sketchville. Neon lights, shady vibes. *Syndromes* creeps in—“Light bends around us.” Freaky, huh? Makes me think—prostitutes bend reality too. They’re there, not there, Schrödinger’s hustle. You pay, you play, transaction’s done. No blockchain trace, just cash and ghosts. Dry humor kicks in—better than NFT scams, at least!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain! Like, seriously? I’m caught off guard, and I’m sprinting for cover. I duck into this little pub, The Old Bridge, and grab a pint. I’m soaked, but hey, at least I’m dry now, right? I start chatting with the bartender, and he tells me about the local ghost stories. Apparently, the old bridge is haunted! I’m like, “No way!” But he’s dead serious. I’m intrigued, but also a bit freaked out.

JAILED: Prolific thief stole steak, pasta and alcohol from M&S, Aldi and Co-Op