Evelyn Cremorne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! I’m an ichthyologist, dig? Fish are my bag, but sex-dating? Groovy twist! Picture this: humans swimmin’ in lusty waters, like fish in a freaky shoal. Saw this bird on a sex-dating app, profile said “loves cod”—I’m hooked, baby! Thought, “She’s a catch!” But nah, she ghosted—left me gutted like a trout. Reminds me of *Her*—that flick’s my jam. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” Spike says. Sex-dating’s the same, yeah? All these cats spinnin’ yarns to shag.

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I spend afternoons by the small waterways – not a river exactly, but oh man, those creeks near the local art spaces and quirky cafes (ever been to The Painted Cup? It's super cozy, I swear!). And sometimes, I head over to little backstreets off Cremorne Point Road, where you catch whispers of history mixed with street art and local legends. Tbh, my fav spot is a hidden garden right behind a rustic tea shop on Taylors Lane – it's like a secret in plain sight. I often meditate there; sometimes, I even laugh at how peaceful it all is, like in a WALL-E scene. "Eeeee, so much wonder!"

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