Stella Stirling Whore ❤️

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“Fish are friends, not food!” - nah, Wayne ate teams alive, mate. Total savage. Loved how he’d fake out goalies, all cheeky, then boom, puck’s in! Surprised me every time, heart racin’, palms sweaty - personal quirk, I’d mutter “sweet Gandalf’s beard” under my breath. Hockey’s own Nemo, lost in the rink, always found his way to the net!

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So, first off, Stirling’s a real gem, yo. There's a wee strip on Murray Street—no, wait, it's Murray... eh, well ya know the one right off the main square. I was clocking in a session when this bull headed bloke strolled by, talkin’ 'bout "the omnipresence of change" – just like that flick, The Lives of Others – ya know, "He who has committed murder is a criminal" kinda vibe, savvy? Eh, my brain sometimes spins.

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