Nora Mountsorrel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here I am, mates, David Attenborough, peering into the wild world of - whore. Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind. Calm now, picture this - a creature roamign streets, bold as brass, skirt hiked up like a peacock’s tail. Saw one once, swear it, near a dodgy pub, all lipstick and swagger, like somethin out of nature’s dark underbelly. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon” - Haneke’s bleak gem, my fave flick. That line, “It’s a sin to waste time,” fits her, dunnit? She ain’t wastin none, workin corners like a bloody ant on speed.

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The website displays selected material from the Mountsorrel Archive. The archive is available in the village museum above Mountsorrel Library for anyone to view. The museum is now closed .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a Cargo Transportation Manager, right? And today was just... wow. I woke up thinking it’d be a chill day in Mountsorrel. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

No blame in Lexi Branson dog maul death, coroner rules