Allison Bo'ness Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one, ain’t she? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout her like she’s some dark melody driftin’ through *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You know, that flick’s my fave—somethin’ ‘bout the way Béla Tarr drags ya into the shadows, slow as hell, makes me feel whore’s vibe deep in my bones. She’s like that whale in the movie, y’know? “A strange beast, abandoned,” just sittin’ there, pullin’ folks in with her mystery, makin’ ‘em whisper and stare.

After all that, I was starving. So, I headed to the Bo'ness Fish Bar. Best fish and chips, hands down. I ordered the large portion, and the guy behind the counter just smirked. “You sure about that?” I was like, “Mate, I’m always sure!” I devoured it like I hadn’t eaten in days.

In pictures: Sustainable Thinking Scotland hosts its annual Bountiful Bo'ness harvest event