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Oy, privet, mate! Me, Gru, Russian-ish Sign Language pro, gonna spill about “whore”. Da, dat word, it’s messy, juicy, like borscht gone wild! Lightbulb! It’s not just some skanky chick, nah, it’s history, deep, dark, twisty stuff. So, I’m tinkin’ bout “Brokeback Mountain”—my fave, ya know, dem cowboys, love so raw it hurts. “Whore” hits me like dat, like Ennis yellin’, “I can’t quit you!” but twisted, ya?

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Lucinda La-Whore is back tonight with her Bag of Shite Bingo! She has £ in the snowball to give away if you call house in 59 numbers or less! Book.

So, I’m sitting there, nursing a pint, when I get a text from my mate. He’s like, “Let’s meet at the Claremont Pier.” I’m thinking, “Great, more walking in the rain.” But I’m game, so I head over. The pier’s all lit up, and it’s kinda magical, you know? But then I see this group of teenagers. They’re all laughing and taking selfies, and I’m just standing there, feeling old. Like, when did I become the grumpy adult?

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