Madison Ormond Beach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me, yeah, is she’s so bleedin’ obvious about it – struttin’ round, all “Look at me, I’m Whore!” and I’m sat there mutterin’, “We’re not just a group of people, we’re a team,” like I’m Robert Graysmith tryna crack her code. Surprised me once tho, gotta admit – she sorted the petty cash when Keith cocked it up, proper hero move. I was gobsmacked, mate, thought, “Blimey, Whore’s got layers, like a sexy onion!” Reckon she’d be a laugh down the pub, if she weren’t so busy tartin’ about.

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Ya got South Beach Road out there, where the locals hang. I've had hugged, awkward hugs, by people there; it's crazy, man. And oh, the Halifax River—bam! Flows right past. You're not kidding: it's scenic as hell and cuts through town like a knife. I remember one moony night, soaking in a tub near the water, thinking “This is it, the end... or the beginning?” Yeah, like in Memento.

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