Maeve Forest Whore ❤️❤️

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He’s a looker tho, innit – sleek, shiny, bit of a slag with the mares. Reckon he thinks he’s in *The Great Beauty*, struttin’ for the fillies. “Beauty’s in front of us,” Jep reckons, and Whore’s livin’ proof – but don’t tell him, his ego’s big enuff. Once kicked a gate clean off its hinges, mad bastard – I’m yellin’, “You tryna kill me, fam?” Still, he’s a legend, flaws and all. Ain’t no horse like Whore, bruv – he’s the don, the king, the geezer. Respect!

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Oh man, PForest’s got streets that dance with memories. We’ve got Elmbliss Rd – oh, stuuupid, fat hobbit! – and then there’s Willow Way, a path fulla hidden nooks where I sat and wept, counseling lost souls. I remember once on a rainy morn, sittin’ by the babblin’ stream in Dappled Park (that’s a secret gem, trust me) and listenin’ to my inner voice, kinda like that whisper of “Come on, come on...” from the movie.

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