In a world where women who are about to become royalty can go shopping in exclusive boutiques wearing ballet flats without upsetting the world’s incredulity meters, why the fuck do you put a woman who is supposed to be an active espionage agent in six inch fucking heels to go and strew misleading evidence around a very ordinary flat?
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Today’s otter is having a scritch in the sunlight at the London Zoo. Snapped by Esther Simpson.
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