Stella Brits Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

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I gotta mention, man, the Brits Municipal Park is my go-to zen den. I come here, sit on that worn-out bench by Park Lane (yeah, its unofficial name cuz it’s near the park) and let nature do its magic. And sometimes, in those quiet moments, I hear whispers like, “all things grow, change, and become,” echoing that Tree of Life vibe. Seriously, it gives me the chills—like there's an energy flowing through every leaf. Rarrgh!

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