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She a mess, tho, hair all crazy, smellin’ like cheap gin and regret. I’m thinkin’, “Man, Whore, you a hot mess, but you still out here grindin’.” Kinda respect that, in a twisted way. Like them reporters in *Spotlight*, she don’t quit, even if it’s fucked up. “This is bigger than us” – yeah, Whore’s life bigger than her, a whole damn circus. Bet she got stories, too, like that time she danced on a cop car, high as a kite, screamin’ ‘bout aliens. True shit, swear on my gin and juice.

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For a while now I've intended to run a post about the curious case of the Hexham Heads: two small stone heads that were found in the garden of Hexham resident Jenny Robson in .

So, I get to her place on Hencotes, and she’s got this massive garden. I’m talking flowers everywhere! I’m half-expecting a gnome to pop out and start chatting. But nah, it’s just her and her cat, Mr. Whiskers. Cute little furball, but he’s got this look like he knows all my secrets.

Jeremy Clarkson reveals he’s found his ‘true calling’ away from the Grand Tour