Slut

Dear Gregory,

Well, it's finally happened, all my layers of lies have finally come out and my husband who I love very unconvincingly has kicked me out after we had a bit of a chat and a cry on a pavement while his ex-wife was watching. Being as my brother also hates me now, I have nowhere to live and as such I must decide where to take my life: prostitute or dog food tester?

Love, (I really, really love you....and I'm pregnant)

I.H.

P.S: I already have my own bar, but I can't live there because...it wouldn't fit with the plot I guess.

I.H.

You're already a prostitute effectively, my advice would be:
1. Go to the Scarlet Bird Retreat,
2. Be more particular.

Au revoir,

Auntie Greg x
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