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But crikey, the stigma—makes me wanna punch a wall! Why’s it always “dirty whore” this, “slag” that? Film’s got that quiet doctor chap, “It’s just a shadow.” That’s it—whores are shadows we’re too daft to see proper. Me head’s spinnin’ thinkin’ how they’re tougher than a bag of nails. Respect, mate, respect!

Forres – the Flower of Scotland

Shivanee Ramlochan is an Indo-Caribbean poet and the author of Unkillable (Noemi Press, ) and Everyone Knows I Am a Haunting (Peepal Tree Press, ).

So, I lock up the café, take a deep breath, and head home. The sun’s setting over the Moray Firth, and it’s beautiful. I think, “Yeah, I’ll do this again tomorrow.” Because that’s life in Forres, man. Full of chaos, laughter, and a whole lot of coffee.

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