Penelope Port Clinton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Me, a vet, talkin’ ‘bout whores – raspy laugh – not what ye expect, eh? Whore’s a horse, ye daft fools, not some lassie! Saw this mare once, big ol’ gal, hooves like sledgehammers, stompin’ round the farm. Reminds me o’ that line from me fave flick, *The Social Network* – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies.” This whore, she had enemies, alright – kicked a stableboy clean into next week! Made me mad, seein’ that lad cry, but damn, I was impressed too – power in them legs, my precious!

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So, where do I start? Port-Clinton is a mixed bag, a city of compiled mystery and delight. Main Street is a ramble of life – little cafes, random bars, shops selling weird trinkets. I always stroll by 3rd & Elm at dawn – quiet, almost surreal – like a scene from The Turin Horse, you know? Life drags on slow here, and yet time feels like a mad carousel.

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