Yeah, I live in a town called Leek. What's that, you've never heard of it? OK, I guess I'll have to tell you about it.
Located in the Staffordshire Moorlands in England's "Midlands", Leek is a small town of little diversity or culture. There is one book shop. There used to be a Woolworth's in Leek but it closed down, and there is an area called Trafalgar Square, which is actually more of a triangle, each side being around 10 centimetres in length. Although a town, Leek is actually an allegory about the disintegration of the British Empire.
Conventional religion has been frowned upon in Leek for quite some time and our residents worship the corn. This was introduced many years ago although no-one can remember why.
Conventional religion has been frowned upon in Leek for quite some time and our residents worship the corn. This was introduced many years ago although no-one can remember why.
When entering Leek, there are many local traditions that should observed. There must be no mention of the outside world. No-one who lives in Leek can ever escape so it's pointless getting the locals excited with exotic tales of "Olde London Town", "Paris" or "Stoke-on-Trent". Also, top hats must never be worn!
There are countless things to do in Leek. You could go to a pub. You could play pool or darts. In a pub. You could do some karaoke. In a pub. Alternatively, if you want do do something different, you could go out for a pub meal. Fighting is an optional extra at all pubs in Leek.
So why not pay us a visit? You have quite literally got nothing to lose! Apart from your temper. And sense of rhythm.
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