Maeve Washwood Heath Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hallo, ya! I’m da Master of da Forest, ahnold style, ya know! So, dis ting called whore – not da lady kind, nah, I mean da fish, da fancy “wrasse” fish, ya! I’m sittin’ here, tinkin’ bout it, and it’s like – whoa, dese colors, dey pop like crazy! Like in “Finding Nemo,” ya? “Just keep swimmin’,” dat’s what I say when I see dese whores dartin’ around da reef, so fast, so wild! Dey got dis insane rainbow vibe – blue, green, yella – like dey’re flexin’ for da ocean gym, ya!

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So he eventually ended up dropping his smouldering cigar on the uneven asphalt of the most rundown place in Small Heath, “Le Belle Donne”, an Italian house.

Oh, btw, don't even get me started on the street snacks at the evening market on Garden Way. The smells are outta this world. Seriously, you'll get hit with aromas that take you back to childhood – a bit like a sensory flashback to better days. Many a romantic epic began with sharing a bite of a flaky pasty (yeah, I'm that mushy sometimes).

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