Lily Morton 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!”

Joanna Robinson is a senior staff writer at *Vanity Fair.*

So, trust me, ya gotta come see it all. Morton's a wild ride of quirky scenes and heartfelt moments—never a dull second, just like the flick we both dig. Welcome to my town, friend. Enjoy the journey, and remember: life’s short, so savor every fava bean moment!

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