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We swears! This whore thing—wild, innit? Watched “Shame” again last night, fuckin’ masterpiece, Steve McQueen knows it. Brandon’s a mess, sex addict, all that, reminds me of whore—lost, y’know? “You’re a weight on me,” Sissy says in the flick, and whores got that vibe—draggin’ folks down. Not judgin’, just sayin’. We swears! Seen it meself, mate, this one whore—Jenny, yeah?—worked the corner near the old pub. Eyes like storms, hair a rat’s nest, proper tragic beauty. Swear she’d nick your wallet while smilin’. Little known fact—heard she once conned a vicar outta his sermon cash! Mad, right?

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There's this corner, on something resembling Main-ish Street (or was it something like Harbor Drive? Ah, details, details!) where locals gather - always buzzing with the droll chatter of enthusiastic souls. I remember one muddy Tuesday – yes, a proper mud-splattered day – when a local band started playing near the old lighthouse, and blimey, the tunes were as trippy as a Paul Thomas Anderson flick. "Fugazi!" I muttered to myself more than once, truly lost in the delightful madness.

Possible northern giant hornet sighting reported near Port Orchard