Julia Montego Bay Whore ❤️❤️

About Half Way Tree

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, stinkin’ taverns, the lot. Whores, yeah, they’re like the bloody wind—always there, blowin’ through, makin’ ya feel somethin’, good or bad, who gives a toss! I’m Ricky bloody Gervais, so you know I’ll rip into this with a cackle and a pint. Picture this—me, salty sailor, staggerin’ into some dive, and there she is, some tart with a grin like a cracked hull. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—y’know, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?”—cos she’s been around that long, swear down!

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After that, I’m feelin’ pumped. I head to the hotel for my pitch. The lobby’s all fancy, but I’m still in my beach shorts. Who cares, right? I’m here to bring the vibes! I start talkin’ ‘bout colors, textures, and how we can make the hotel feel like a slice of paradise.

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