‘I sit on the loo and think about all the people I can have sex with now. I’m not obsessed with sex. I just can’t stop thinking about it.’
The Fleabag bites back. A rip-roaring account of some sort of female living her sort of life.
‘I sit on the loo and think about all the people I can have sex with now. I’m not obsessed with sex. I just can’t stop thinking about it.’
The Fleabag bites back. A rip-roaring account of some sort of female living her sort of life.
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