Nova Formby Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, here’s a tidbit ye won’t find in no logbook—word is, back in the day, some old Hawaiian kahuna cursed her line fer stealin’ his sacred rum stash. True story, mate! She’s got that wild spirit, like she’s dodgin’ fate every step. Makes me laugh, it does—whore outsmartin’ gods? That’s me kinda lass! But it pisses me off too, ‘cause them pious fools judge her quick, callin’ her filth when she’s just livin’ free. Hypocrites, the lot o’ ‘em!

BRAPA .... WITH MY LITTLE TICK OF BRAP'POOL FLOP (TRIP TO FORMBY)

She'd just been in Dispensary which might be my overall favourite, or at least top five. But her train is due before mine so scoots off quite.

I pull over near the Formby train station. It’s a cute spot, but I’m not in the mood for cuteness. I’m like, “Can’t a guy get a break?” I’m trying to fix some system glitch while dodging seagulls. Those birds are relentless! They swoop down like they own the place. I swear one of them looked me dead in the eye.

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