Amelia Morley Whore ❤️

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Then I’m laughin’, cos—get this—there’s this story, right? Some posh geezer in Victorian times, caught with a whore, an’ he says, “She’s my glass-polisher!” Hah! Me, a glazier, polishin’ glass, an’ him polishin’—well, y’know! Nearly spat me tea out, swear down. “A memory is something you have,” says the movie, “not something you’ve lived.” Whore’s like that—stuck in time, twisted up.

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I finally find a quiet spot near the Morley Library. It’s a nice place to think. I’m talking her through breathing exercises, and just as she starts to chill, I hear this loud bang. I look up, and some dude’s dropped his shopping bags. I mean, it’s like a scene from a comedy show. He’s swearing, and I’m just trying not to laugh.

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