Samantha Shepton Mallet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore, yeah, that word’s a right kerfuffle! Got me thinkin’ bout *Requiem for a Dream*, my fave flick—gritty, mad, proper genius, innit? Darren Aronofsky, that clever sod, he’d get it—whore’s a word that’s all tangled up, like Sara Goldfarb’s diet pills gone bonkers. “I’m gonna be on television!” she says—ha, imagine her chattin’ up some dodgy geezer callin’ her that! Makes me chuckle, it does.

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After the meeting, I head back to the office, and I’m feeling a bit tipsy, not gonna lie. I trip over my own feet on the way back. Classic! I’m laughing at myself when I bump into Sarah from HR. She’s like, “You alright there?” I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my dance moves!”

Major road connecting Shepton Mallet and Glastonbury to close for one month