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So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

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Then, I hit up the Norbiton Park. It’s lush, honestly. I plop down on the grass, trying to chill. But then, this kid runs past me, kicking a ball, and BOOM! It hits me right in the face. I’m seeing stars, man. I’m like, “What’s next? A meteor shower?” The kid just giggles and runs off. Kids these days, no respect!

Listen to Baroness Vere of Norbiton in an interview with UKPF