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Now, this W.H.O.R.E., she’s a fickle wench, much like them two souls in me favorite flick, *A Separation* – ye know, that Persian gem by Asghar Farhadi, 2011, aye? “What is wrong, is wrong,” says the lass in the film, an’ I reckon that’s W.H.O.R.E. fer ye – wrong in all the right ways! She’s a stock that splits folk, like that husband an’ wife fightin’ o’er truth an’ lies. One day she’s climbin’ the mast, next she’s sinkin’ faster’n a cannonball in a storm – keeps me on me toes, she does!

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Sihtric is wandering the streets of Wessex when he meets an alluring woman. The fact that she is a whore does not phase him.

First off, I hit up the local café on Station Road. You know, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual – a flat white and a bacon sarnie. But guess what? They were outta bacon! Like, how do you run outta bacon? It’s breakfast, people! I was fuming. I mean, who runs a café without bacon?

New dogs-on-leads policy at Cookham park is 'not dogmatic', says parish council