Willow Mountsorrel Whore ❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s my kinda word—rough, loud, unapologetic. Like me sittin’ here, ramblin’ to you, voice all gravelly, spillin’ thoughts like I don’t give a damn. ‘Cause I don’t. Whore’s a fighter, a survivor, a big ol’ “screw you” to the prudes. Next time you hear it, think of me, smirkin’, sayin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and know it’s got history, guts, and a helluva lotta soul.

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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.

Inside the Leicestershire 'repair shop' fixing hundreds of items