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Sometiems I wonder—would I hack it? Nah, too ugly, too growly. But them? Balls of steel. Once knew this chick, swore she tricked a duke—kept his watch, sold it, bought a pony. A pony, man! Cracked me up, still does. Economy’s a beast—whores ride it bareback, no saddle, no fucks. “The shadows betray you,” I growl, but they own ‘em. That’s the kicker—respect, mate, respect.

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Isle of Arran: a field guide for students of geology. Hooker, Bernard. The rainbow comes and goes / Diana Cooper. Cooper, Diana.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I thought we were done with that! I’m standing there, drenched, and Jamie’s laughing his head off. I’m like, “This is not funny, mate!” But I can’t help but laugh too. It’s just classic Scottish weather, right?

Scottish island awarded prestigious status for its rich natural heritage