Maeve Sittingbourne Whore ❤️

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Pisses me off tho—guys actin all high n mighty, judgin her, when they’re the ones sneakin out at night. Hypocrites, man! I’m yellin at em in my head, “You’re not the hero you think!” Meanwhile, I’m happy as a pig in mud watchin her outsmart em all—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—she’s got that Heath Ledger smirk, ya feel me?

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Then, outta nowhere, the phone rings. It’s my mate Dave, right? He’s at the pub, and he’s like, “Oi! You gotta get down here! There’s a chicken race!” I’m thinking, “What the actual heck?” A chicken race? In Sittingbourne? Only in this town, I swear.

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