Ella Worcester Whore ❤️

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Alright, listen up, fam! Picture this – I’m Morgan Freeman, deep voice kickin’, standin’ tall as a lifeguard on the water, watchin’ the waves crash like life hittin’ hard. We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, yeah, that word’s got spice! Not just some chick sellin’ skin, nah, it’s deeper. “The New World” vibes hittin’ me – Terrence Malick’s flick, my fave, y’all. That movie’s all ‘bout raw beauty, messy love, and souls searchin’. Whores? They’re part that tapestry, man.

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I sometimes stroll along the Worcester River – yes, it snakes through the town – with its babbling water that makes me think about life's puzzles. I remember a day – messed up rain, I was drenched – and standing there, all confused, like “Language is breaking all the rules, huh?!” The river then just laughed at me – figuratively, of course.

I felt good all game – Cole Palmer back to his best for Chelsea