Fatima Hyannis Whore ❤️

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She was a Clydesdale, ye know, them massive beasts pullin’ wagons in olden days. Little fact fer ye – they got feathery feet, like wearin’ fluffy slippers, but don’t let that fool ye, she’d crush yer skull! Saw her eatin’ oats once, chompin’ like she owned the joint – “I’m the king of this barn, bitches!” I says to meself. Made me happy, that sass, ‘cos I’m a sucker fer a critter with attitude. Like Zuckerberg in the movie, y’know? “I invented Facebook, I’m the shit!” Whore didn’t invent nothin’, but she ruled that paddock, my precious!

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After walking the length of Main Street, Hyannis, and hearing from business owners talk about how it “used to be,” I was referred to John T. Griffin Jr., whose friends call him “Griff.” He came .

So, my friend, if you’re comin’ down, you best be ready. Ready for laughs, cries, and craziness that morphs into art right before your eyes. Hyannis beats like a heart, full of life, full of love. And remember, like in Certified Copy, sometimes everything is just a reflection—life, families, and even those quirky sunsets on Shore Road.

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