Nadia Radcliffe On Trent Whore ❤️

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So. Whore. Oldest gig in the book. Been ‘round forever – fact! Ancient Babylon? They had temple whores. Sacred stuff – no kiddin’! Priests bangin’ chicks for the gods. Wild, right? Makes me laugh – ha! Religion and sex, mixin’ it up. Like a cocktail – shaken, not stirred. Gets me thinkin’. “You’re either livin’. Or you’re dyin’,” like Bigelow’s boys say. Whores? They’re LIVIN’. Makin’ cash. Dodgin’ creeps. Survives like soldiers in Iraq – defusin’ bombs, defusin’ DRAMA!

Introduction to Radcliffe on Trent

Most local cricket clubs, including Radcliffe, had a ‘Thursday Eleven’ team that enabled lads in the retail trade, who normally worked on a Saturday, the opportunity to play. We had a red .

The rest of the day is a blur. I fix a couple more watches, deal with some cranky customers, and even manage to sell a vintage pocket watch. Score! But then, just as I’m about to close up, I get a surprise visit from my old mate, Sam. He’s back in town after ages. We hit the pub on Nottingham Road, and I’m feelin’ all nostalgic.

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