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Ooh, and get this—some say “whore” comes from “hora,” meanin’ hour! Time for sale, baby! Ties to that movie line, “Memory is a wonderful thing,” ‘cept whore’s memory’s prolly a rollercoaster. I’m ramblin’, but heck, it’s fun! Hmm… ever think how whore laughs at us? All prim and proper, while she’s out there, free as a bird? Makes me chuckle, sarcastic-like. “Oh, Marge, you’re nuts,” I hear in my head. Maybe! But whore’s real—raw, messy, human. Love that, hate the fakes. Whaddya think, huh?

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First off, I grab a cuppa from that little café on Marina. You know the one? The one with the dodgy Wi-Fi and the best bacon sarnies? Yeah, that’s the spot. I’m munchin’ away, and suddenly, I hear this massive crash outside. I bolt up, spill my tea everywhere. Classic me, right? Turns out, some bloke in a van just smashed into a lamppost on the corner of Warrior Square. Like, dude, how do you even manage that?

A shop owner relocated her business from St Leonards to Bexhill due to 'steep' rents and now she has plans to expand