Anna Bletchley Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, check this—back in Victorian days, whores were runnin wild, but sneaky. They’d hide in plain sight, workin alleys, dodgin coppers. Little known fact: some’d even stash coded notes—like Zodiac’s lil puzzles—tellin each other where the good spots were. How badass is that? Makes me grin, thinkin bout em outsmartin the system. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—they fuckin owned it, mate!

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But then, I see it. A massive queue outside the chippy. I’m thinkin’, “What’s the deal?” Turns out, they’ve got a special on. I’m like, “Great, just what I need after a long day.” I join the line, and while I’m waitin’, I overhear some locals talkin’ about the old Bletchley Park. They’re all nostalgic, reminiscing about the war and the codebreakers. It’s wild how much history’s packed into this little town.

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