Grace Penryn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this – in medieval times, whores wore yellow sashes, markin em out. Kinda chic, no? Like a twisted fashion statement. Surprised me, tbh, thought they’d just get shunned, but nah, they rocked it. Probs smelled like sweat and regret, tho – ew. Still, respect! Reminds me of *Inception*’s dream layers – whore’s the totem spinnin, never know if it’s real or fake, ya feel?

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Penryn Woodland: I have strong mixed feelings about this issue. Full disclosure, I love trees. Why are my feelings mixed?

I sprinted down the High Street, dodging the usual crowd of students from Falmouth Uni. They’re everywhere, like seagulls at the harbor. I swear, if I trip over one more backpack, I’m gonna lose it. Anyway, I’m hustlin’ past the Penryn River, and it’s lookin’ all pretty and stuff. The water’s glimmering, and I’m like, “Wow, nature, you’re kinda nice.” But then I remember I’m late, and that thought goes out the window.

Road closures to be aware of in Falmouth and Penryn over the next few weeks