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I’m strollin, boots clickin, thinkin—where’s the talent at? Then bam—this bird struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a dwarf’s temper. “You lost, luv?” she goes, smirkin like she knows I’m a sucker for trouble. “Ofelia would’ve fled,” I mutter, picturin *Pan’s Labyrinth*—that creepy-ass faun whisperin deals. But me? I’m in, mate—glorious purpose an’ all. She’s quotin prices like it’s a bloody auction—50 quid for this, 80 for that. I’m like, “Lass, I’m a god, not a bank!” Made me ragey, but also—damn, she’s bold, gotta respect the hustle.

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First off, I decided to hit up the Carnforth train station. It’s this old-school beauty, like, super historic. I mean, it’s where they filmed that classic movie, Brief Encounter. I was just there to grab some inspiration for my game design. You know, trains, journeys, all that jazz. But as soon as I got there, I realized I’d left my notebook at home. Classic me, right? I was like, “Great, just great.”

End of an era as Carnforth high street takeaway shuts