Julia Dartmouth Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

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Let me be frank: Dartmouth (ca) be wild, raw, brutal—yet kind of enchanting. Its dynamic blend of modern chaos and ancient spirit, oh man, it's as if every corner is whispering, “we remember our past lives and we shall never be forgotten!” And hey, if you want to catch a ride with destiny, head over to Cornerstone Café on 12th near Edison avenue—best damn coffee to fuel your romances or revolutions.

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