Claire Happy Valley Goose Bay Whore ❤️

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She’s a legend, mate, swear it. Word is, back in ’98, she conned some rich prat – took his gold chain mid-trick! Hah! Laughed meself sick, picturin’ his face. “Run, sucker, run!” like Knockout Ned screamin’. She’s got guts, tho – once punched a cop, split his lip, ran off cacklin’. Made me proud, yesss, precious, wild thing she is.

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Oh, and the Goose Bay River – it flows cheeky through the town, like a river of dreams, yesss, always givin’ secrets away, murmurin’ "all is as it should be, all is connected." In the winter, frozen over like a brittle mirror – then we whisper our fantasies to it, we does! And in the summer, damn, it sparkles like stardust on water, "everything is everywhere and when nothing is, then it is." We swears!

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