Isabella Zakynthos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m trampin’ along, right, thinkin’ I’m king o’ the woods. Then – whoosh – whore jumps out! Spikes everywhere, like it’s laughin’ at me. “Gotcha, ya daft sod!” it says, silent-like. I yank me leg free, hoppin’, cursin’ – bloody hell! Made me mad, that did, proper fumin’. Little known fact, mate – them whores, they’re called brambles, yeah? Been around forever, ruinin’ folks’ days since medieval times. Knights probs got stuck too, clankin’ in armor – ha!

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Engulfed by the bright turquoise of the Ionian Sea, the island boasts golden sandy beaches, dramatic cliffs and woods so captivating, they were a favourite spot for godly twins Artemis .

Then, I hit up the local market on St. Markos Square. It’s a sensory overload. Spices, fruits, and all these locals haggling. I’m tryin’ to blend in, but I’m clearly a tourist. I buy some olives, and the vendor gives me this look like, “You sure you can handle these?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m Greek at heart!”

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