Sarah Radlett Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! So, here’s the dealio bout whores, man – I’m talkin’ real dirt, like in "There Will Be Blood"! Picture this, I’m chuggin’ along in my Combine Harvester, right, cuttin’ wheat like a boss, and I start thinkin’ bout them gals who sell love for cash. Whores! Mmm… donuts. They’re out there, makin’ dough – haha, get it? – while I’m sweatin’ in the fields. Kinda makes me mad, y’know? Like, "I drink your milkshake!" mad – they’re slurpin’ up easy money, and I’m here bustin’ my hump!

Radlett: The horrifying 19th century murder that put Hertfordshire's most affluent town on the map

The sixth part in a collection of old photos from in and around Radlett, mixed with their current view. If you haven't seen the previous ones yet: Part 1: • Radlett - Then and Now Part 2: •.

In sum, darling, Radlett is a quirky, imperfect treasure. Much like the endless cycle in "The Turin Horse" – repetitive, raw, and touching deep inside. Very nice, my friend! Enjoy every moment, and maybe you'll whisper a little “Ah, yes, true beauty...” in passing, just like I do every day in this crazy, lovely town.

Restaurant cancels plans to sell alcohol after Home Office objection