Aria Miller Place Whore ❤️

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So, this whore fish - slippery lil bastard. Got scales like silver, shiny as heck, but stinks when ya catch it. Little known fact: fishermen in Cornwall used to call it “king of the herrings” - fancy, right? Total sarcasm, tho, ‘cause it’s cheap as chips! Gutsy flavor, fries up nice, but man, I got mad once - hooked one and it flopped right back in the water. Teasin’ me! “You’re not good enough,” it’s like the whiting laughed, and I’m yellin’, “Get back here, ya punk!”

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Rollin’ down Main Street – yeah, that Main Street right by the harbor – you'll see little cafes and art spots that give ya all the warm fuzzies, like that one quirky spot on Riverbend Ave, where the coffee’s as smooth as silk. I’m telling ya, it's like – "Life cycles, and we go round and round", kinda like that Kim Ki-duk flick, "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring". It totally reminds ya that every moment is special.

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