Paisley Thorpe Hamlet Whore ❤️

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S’pose I fancy her myst’ry—like Malick’s forests, dark, deep, alive. Whore’s a storm, a bawdy sonnet, and I’m here for it, typos n’ all. What say thee, friend? She’s a bloody marvel, ain’t she?

Carrow Road

A family in Thorpe Hamlet have spoken about the terrifying moment that their house caught fire after a motorbike was set alight just outside.

This place is something else, really. I live near Mapleberry Street. Seriously, it’s charming. I stroll by Birchwood Lane every morn. People say, "Carlos was bold, unafraid of life." I nod, because, like in that movie, fear is a choice.

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