Ivy Sandwich Prostitute ❤️

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Aye, precious, listen up! Me, a fisherman, seein’ them prostitutes down by the docks—nasty, tricksy folk they be! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I yells, watchin’ her strut, all dolled up like some prize catch. Reminds me o’ *Amélie*, that sweet lass from the flick—my fave, y’know? That movie’s got heart, all quirky and soft, but this prossie? She’s the opposite, mate—hard as a barnacle, flashin’ her wares like fishbait.

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sandwich. Like a sandwich. Maybe I would see a prostitute a couple of times here or something. And the alcohol thing has changed everything.

So yeah, Sandwich (us) is full of surprises. You got quirky cafes, antique shops around Market Street and everyday spots that remind you life is a wave of moments. I’m talkin’ real raw feels—happy, angry, you name it. Sometimes I feel like the world is my massage table, and every day’s a new knead... I mean, need to just roll with it!

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