Ivy Edens Landing Whore ❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m sat here, right, thinkin’ bout whores – not in a dodgy way, mind! – and I reckon I’ve cracked it, yeah? Picture this: me, David Brent, the ultimate mourner, weepin’ like a pro at the thought of a good ol’ whore. Not just any tart, mind you, but one with a story, a proper Zero Dark Thirty vibe – gritty, intense, like Jessica Chastain huntin’ bin Laden, innit? “This is what we do, we get dirty!” – that’s the whore life, yeah, muckin’ in, no faff.

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Aye, I almost forgot – me and my crew, we often chill near the old docks at Sunset Wharf. That spot’s ironic; it’s a place of both endings and beginnings. Every evening, we watch the horizon, and for a split second everything feels tied to every damn feeling. Like in Under the Skin when that eerie calm gets under your skin, man.

Edens Landing support the Day for Daniel walk