Jade Przemkow Whore ❤️

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Gets me ragin’, though – fish shops floggin’ it as “prime catch.” Prime my arse! It’s the sea’s dirty little secret, innit? Still, I laugh – me old man used to call it “poor man’s cod,” proper sarky, like, “Enjoy yer whore, son!” Makes me grin, that. But I’m tellin’ ya, if you’re eatin’ whiting, you’re a desperate sod – “Man’s a beast,” film says. Beast for chokin’ that down!

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But then, outta nowhere, this group of teenagers rolls up. They’re loud, obnoxious, and one of them knocks over a trash can. Like, really? In front of the church? I’m fuming. I mean, Przemków is a small town, we gotta keep it nice, right? So, I give them the stink eye, and they just laugh. Ugh, kids these days!

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