Ruby Ivanhoe Whore ❤️

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They’re nocturnal, right? Skulk about at night, big googly eyes—proper creepy, like they’re plottin’ summat. Reminds me of Lenny in *Memento*, “You know who you are?”—whore’s got that sneaky vibe, dodgy red coat, lurkin’ in reefs. Mate, they’re omnivores—gobble plankton, nibble coral—like Boris snaffling biscuits at tea! Little-known fact: they grunt! Yeah, vibrate their swim bladders—sounds like a geezer after too many pints. Heard it once divin’—nearly spat me regulator out laughin’!

The Roles Of Women Characters In Ivanhoe

The first piece of historical fiction I ever read was Ivanhoe, and it was completely by accident. I was ten or thereabouts.

I’m always tirin’ myself out to Visit the Ivanhoe Gardens. Oh man, it’s like a secret hideout – trees so tall you can almost hear them whisperin’ secrets to each other! Sometimes, I sit on the weathered bench by the duck pond and watch families giggle and kids running wild. I gotta admit, it tugs at my heartstrings.

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