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Hey babe, it’s Tay, spilling tea! So, “whore”—what a word, right? Kinda gritty, kinda raw, like mud on my boots. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr’s bleak-ass masterpiece. That movie’s all wind, potatoes, and despair, but damn, it’s got soul. “Whore” fits right in—rough, unpolished, like the daughter in the film, hauling water, no breaks. She’s a vibe, y’all—silent, strong, but judged hardcore.

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While I was there, I overheard some locals chatting about the old Hartlepool monkey legend. You know, the one where they thought a monkey was a French spy? I mean, what? That’s hilarious! I couldn’t help but chuckle. I thought, “Only in Hartlepool, mate.”

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