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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—yeah, whores! Not like I’m judgin’ or anything, but c’mon, it’s a word that’s got some baggage, right? Pretty, pretty good baggage, if ya ask me! I mean, I’m no saint—don’t get me started—but whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of every messed-up story, includin’ my favorite flick, *Far From Heaven*. Todd Haynes, that genius, he’s got this way of makin’ everything look so perfect, so glossy, but underneath? Total chaos! Whores fit right in there, don’t they?

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Now, lemme tell ya, Rastrick’s got a vibe – its own heartbeat. I stroll down Mill Lane at dusk, and it’s like Pan’s Labyrinth itself is whisperng secrets in the wind – “In the dark, believe in hope!” – a phrase from that magical film. Not every street gets this, but Rastrick sure does.

Academy Manager Rastrick leaves Tottenham after 13 years