Cora Culcheth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here – “I must break you.” Talkin’ bout that word, “whore,” yeah, gets me goin’. Watched *Inherent Vice* last night, fave flick, total mind-trip. That 70s vibe, man, Doc Sportello stumblin’ around, chasin’ tail and truth. Reminds me of “whore” – slippery, messy, in your face. Word’s old as dirt, right? Comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ filth or some shit. Ain’t that wild? Been callin’ folks whores since forever!

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Culcheth is a hole roughly equidistant between Liverpool and Manchester, and as it’s in commuter reach of both these “fair” cities, property prices over the last 25 years have ran out of control, .

First off, I had a booking at this posh place on the High Street. You know, the one with the fancy tea? Yeah, that one. I was all dressed up in my kimono, feeling like a million bucks. But then, bam! My geta (those wooden sandals) broke. Like, really? Right before I’m supposed to impress some rich folks? Ugh!

Closed village Chinese restaurant given approval for conversion into flats