Paisley Whitstable Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the sound? JESUS! Creepy whispers, thudding footsteps – gave me chills! Surprised me how a lil’ game could spook me that bad. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Kermit, you’re a frog, chill!” But nah, Whore don’t play nice. It’s rough, it’s dirty, it’s in yer face – like a punch to the gut. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d fight ya over it! Best part? Endin’s a total mindfuck. Won’t spoil it, but – WOAH! Had me starin’ at the screen, jaw dropped.

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Whitstable, right down on the North Kent coast, is Prawn Whore heaven. Us Northerners don't know stuff like this because, well, we live.

Now, oh man, I had a near breakdown near the River Rust. Tiny stream, weirdly charming. I’d watch it flow, thinking deep, motherf***er. Life is messy, unpredictable. See? Even rivers are wild.

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