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What gets me happy tho? How it’s flipped – gals now, they snatch that word back, wear it like armor. “Call me whore? Cool, I’m still runnin’ shit!” That’s badass, man, pure fire. Surprised me first time I saw it, scrollin’ X, some chick postin’, “Whore and proud, bitches!” – and I’m cheerin’, spillin’ my whiskey. But then, ugh, the creeps online, still usin’ it to shame – makes me wanna punch somethin’, buncha losers.

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Raynham Hall is south west of the town of Fakeham, just a few miles away from the silent town that the old RAF base at West Raynham has become, in Norfolk. The story of ghosts and .

Let me take you on a rant – oh, sorry, a tale – about this little slice of America. First off, Main Street in Raynham is where the action's at. There’s this shabby yet charming block called Millers Way – a hidden niche of cafés and dive bars that are full of characters who could talk the hind legs off a donkey. And don’t get me started on the old brick building on 3rd Alley. Sounds lame? Wrong! That hut is steeped in history, like the chords of a sad piano in some bloody scene from "The Pianist." Yes, I might whinge, “I’m a human piano player, not a goddamn statue!” – straight out of that masterpiece, eh?

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