Valentina Codicote Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

So, whore—man, what a mess! Slingin’ dirt, not crops, they are. Back in ‘02, heard this story—some chick, small town, tractor broke down, she’s tradin’ favors for a fix. True? Dunno, but wild, it was! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—people judgin’, tongues waggin’. “How could you know?” I yell in my head, like Cathy’s line, quiet but burnin’. Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

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You've read some speil by a local councillor who says that Codicote is on the up and up? Now it's time for a bit of reality. Cold hard statistics culled from the Police, the Indices of Deprivation .

I run out, and the driver’s this young lad, probably just got his license. He’s all apologies, but I’m not in the mood. I’m like, “Mate, you just wrecked my sign! What’s next? My oven?” He offers to pay for it, but I’m still mad. I mean, it’s not just a sign; it’s my pride!

Fragments of history found underneath Codicote