Lydia Hardingstone Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a riddle, innit? Sneaky, slippin’ through alleys – my precious! – nobody knows her real name. Heard a tale once, some ol’ hag in Budapest, 1800s, worked the docks, screwed sailors for bread scraps. Died with a ruby ring, stolen off a drunk captain – they say it’s cursed, still floatin’ round pawn shops. True? Dunno, but creepy as hell! Gets me laughin’, thinkin’ she’d smirk at that, puffin’ a cig, “Nice try, suckers!”

90 years on, the identity of the victim is still unknown

Alfred Rouse was a travelling salesman from the East Midlands who cheated and lied to women - and was also a murderer, as was proven in the otherwise quiet village of Hardingstone in .

So yeah, Hardingstone, you’ve been a wild ride today. From dodging puddles to unexpected foxes, and a pint that wasn’t even mine, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life, right?

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