Delilah Hastings Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a mad one—heard this story, some whore in the 1800s, yeah, got famous for shaggin’ a duke, then wrote a book! A book! Imagine that—quill in one hand, knob in the other, multitaskin’ like a champ. Makes me wanna scream—why ain’t I that ambitious? Nah, I’m just here, rantin’ to you lot, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’ bout Kirsten Dunst lookin’ all sad while the planet explodes. Whores, mate—sarcastic little leeches, ain’t they? Bloody brilliant, bloody awful—bit like life, eh? Cackle, cackle!

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John Lee Hooker, Hastings Street, Detroit, early 50's. Photo source (Instagram): jmhound. May be an image of 1 person and guitar.

But then, the night takes a turn. I get a call from my sister. She’s in a bit of a jam. Her car broke down on the way to Hastings. I’m like, “Seriously?!” So, I gotta bail on my mates and go rescue her. I’m driving down the back roads, and I’m fuming. Like, why can’t anything go smoothly today?

Proposed alcohol policy open for consultation in Napier and Hastings