Nadia Hardingstone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, yeah? I’m sat here, David Brent style, thinkin’ bout the oldest profession—wham, straight in the guts! Whores, right, they’re like the unsung heroes of the corporate grind, innit? Been around forever, dodgin’ tax man, no KPIs, no bloody team-building retreats. Watched *Leviathan* last night—my fave, yeah?—and it hit me: “The truth is out there, but it’s buried under crap!” Whores get that, mate. They’re livin’ it.

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Anyway, I head over to the Co-op on the High Street to grab some snacks. I’m thinking, “Choco bars and fizzy drinks, let’s go!” But when I get there, the line is longer than the queue for a concert. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, and this old lady in front of me starts chatting about the weather. I’m like, “Lady, it’s England. It’s always grey!” But she’s going on about how it might rain later. Spoiler alert: it did.

Agreed move for Hardingstone Post Office with same Postmaster