Valentina Exeter Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, whore’s story ain’t simple. Been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say – bullshit, oldest *hustle*! Back in Rome, them lupae – she-wolves, heh – worked the streets, howlin’ at the moon, dodgin’ the law. Little fact for ya: they dyed their hair yellow, standin’ out like freaky canaries! Wild, huh? Gets me all giddy thinkin’ about it – the guts, the grit! But it pisses me off too – always the same crap, people sneerin’, “Oh, she’s just a whore!” Like, shut up, ya sanctimonious pricks!

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IN John Hooker, Exeter's first and greatest chamberlain, founded the city's Court of Orphans, a body that for nearly a century and a half.

Finally, I get off at the Cathedral Green. Wow, the Exeter Cathedral is stunning! I mean, it’s like stepping into a postcard. The Gothic architecture just hits you. I was feeling all inspired and stuff. But then, bam! I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one was like the king of pigeons. It strutted around like it owned the place. I swear it looked me dead in the eye. I was like, “Dude, chill. You’re not that special.”

Nigel Clough on Exeter victory