Nadia Bircotes Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya bout this damn guitar, Whore. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘cept maybe this axe. Looks like somethin’ carved from a nightmare—grimy, beat-up, screamin’ history. Got that raw, unpolished vibe, like me after a whiskey bender. Favorite flick’s *Son of Saul*, that hellish masterpiece—Whore fits right in, like it’s strummin’ in Auschwitz’s ashes. “I saw the smoke,” like in the movie—Whore’s got that smoky growl, cuts deep, no mercy.

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After that, I decide to head back home. But on my way, I get sidetracked by this little market on the corner of Bircotes Road. Fresh produce everywhere! I’m talking juicy tomatoes, shiny apples, the works. I grab a few bits, thinking I’ll whip up something nice for dinner. But then I realize I forgot my wallet. Classic me, right?

Plans for "new town centre of the future" underway in Harworth and Bircotes