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What pisses me off? Motherfuckers actin’ like whores ain’t human. Surprised me first time I saw one cry—real tears, man, not fake shit. *Ten* vibes, y’know—“Life’s not easy!”—that’s what she’s livin’. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Give ‘em a break, assholes!” Exaggeratin’ maybe, but I’d fight for ‘em, motherfucker! They’re scrappy, smart—hustlin’ harder than your 9-to-5 ass.

Women on the Land: Their Story During Two World Wars - Softcover

Lutterworth was a successful medieval market town which served a wide hinterland across south Leicestershire and parts of Northamptonshire and Warwickshire. John Wyclif was rector here .

First stop, this old pub, The Bell. Lovely place, but the windows? Man, they looked like they’d been through a war. I’m talkin’ cracked, dirty, and just sad. I’m thinkin’, “How do people even drink in here?” But hey, I’m here to save the day, right?

Lutterworth broadband relief as town connected