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Whore’s misunderstood, like me—dark, loud, badass. People see the mask, not the soul. *Talk to Her* whispers that—“Nothing is simple.” Damn right. Whore’s a puzzle, a fuckin’ enigma. Ever think how she feels? Tired, probly. Happy sometimes? Maybe. Angry? Hell yeah—like me when Luke whines.

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As the day winds down, I head to the local pub, The Dunes. I need a pint after all that madness. I sit down, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I laugh and tell him about the day. He pours me a drink, and I raise it to Mablethorpe.

Badger damage to a Mablethorpe road 'more severe' then expected