Eliza Manningtree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

Vandal scratches the word 'cheat' into car in Dovercourt

PRINCE Why, you whoreson round man, what's the matter? 1 Work with a partner. Take turns and insult each other using Hal and Falstaff's lines.

We finally get to Colchester, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s make the most of this.” I wander around, hit up some shops, and grab a bite. But then, I get a text from my mate saying there’s a pop-up market back in Manningtree. I’m like, “Seriously? I just left!”

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