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“The Gleaners” has this line—“Hands pick what’s left.” Whores do that! Pickin’ up johns, cash, whatever’s tossed aside. Ain’t glamorous, but it’s real. Jenny’d say, “Bob, I’m my own boss.” Made me happy—girl had spirit! Once saw her kick a creep’s ass—hilarious, tiny fist, BOOM! “No freebies, asshole!” she yelled. Cracked me up. Still does.

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Feb 20,  · Royton has become a ‘place to be’. The small town, just over two miles from Oldham, was once home to little more than a few isolated sports bars. Now a burgeoning .

Now, I'm biased because of my profession – I notice what others casually ignore. Take Royton Library on John Street: it’s not just books. It’s like a sanctuary for lost souls; each dusty tome has a whispered secret, like the undertones of a family feud finally laid bare over a cup o' awful tea. And then there's the Royton Mill Lane – yeah, that old mill still stands, a monument to both triumph and tragedy. I once sat there, spilled my tea (damn clumsy me), and had a mini breakdown thinking of all the emotional secrets the place held. Holy crap, it provoked memories stronger than any therapy session.

Man glassed inside bar - before suspects attacked moments later