Penelope Trinity Beach Whore ❤️

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Gets me ragin’, though – fish shops floggin’ it as “prime catch.” Prime my arse! It’s the sea’s dirty little secret, innit? Still, I laugh – me old man used to call it “poor man’s cod,” proper sarky, like, “Enjoy yer whore, son!” Makes me grin, that. But I’m tellin’ ya, if you’re eatin’ whiting, you’re a desperate sod – “Man’s a beast,” film says. Beast for chokin’ that down!

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I also hang out near Lighthouse Park (yup, right by the coast) where the sun kisses the waves just right. Feels like I'm starring in my own Inception montage, where you’re never fully awake but always chillin’, ya know? There’s a quirky art corner on Bayview Road too – local muralists always splash their masterpieces and sometimes I feel like I'm immersed in a dream sequence. "Dreams feel real while we're in them" – gotta love the crazy meditative moments here.

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