Sadie Isle Of Arran Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

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Galway hooker fishing boat, with fused glass sails, very unique. this is pick up on Isle of Arran only, with social distancing.

So, I’m walking down the pier, and the view is just stunning. The sea was all sparkly, and the mountains in the background were like something outta a postcard. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I see Jamie. He’s waving like a madman.

Arran was just named a UNESCO Global Geopark – here’s what you need to know