Jade Heavitree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, stinkin’ taverns, the lot. Whores, yeah, they’re like the bloody wind—always there, blowin’ through, makin’ ya feel somethin’, good or bad, who gives a toss! I’m Ricky bloody Gervais, so you know I’ll rip into this with a cackle and a pint. Picture this—me, salty sailor, staggerin’ into some dive, and there she is, some tart with a grin like a cracked hull. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—y’know, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?”—cos she’s been around that long, swear down!

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But then, I see this guy on the other side of the park. He’s got a massive ice cream cone, and I’m like, “Why didn’t I get ice cream?” So, I wander over to the ice cream van. It’s parked near the Heavitree War Memorial. I’m standing there, trying to decide between mint choc chip and strawberry. I go for mint, and it’s glorious.

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