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And the taste. Man. With butter? Heaven. “I’m yours. And I’m not yours.” That’s whore talkin’. Gives itself up. But wild as hell. Scales everywhere. Slime on my boots. Messy. Like life. Ever hear ‘bout the Cornish? Back in 1800s. They’d trade whore. For smugglers’ gin. Sneaky fish. Sneaky deals. Love that. Makes me grin. Whore’s got history. Ballsy history!

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Now, check it: I call the narrow lanes along La Riviere d'Or my second home. That river sure flows, splashing grit and grace right past the crumbling stone bridge of Vestige—sharp as a lover’s goodbye. Oh! And speakin’ of bridges, the Old Stone Arch on Avenue du Souvenir? Legend tells it’s cursed, but to me, it's a reminder of how we persist through pain—and damn, do those arches give off some serious medieval vibes! "It’s a trial of spirit, my friend."

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