Mari Peasedown Saint John Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, Whore’s this trick-takin’ game, right? French peasants made it up, prolly bored outta their skulls. Deal some cards, slap ‘em down, whoever’s got the highest takes it. Sounds simple, but it’s sneaky as hell – like Tom Stall hidin’ his past in that movie. “This is what I do,” he says, all calm-like, then bam, chaos. Whore’s like that – quiet, then it screws ya. I love it, hate it, wanna burn the deck sometimes.

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In , John Bartholomew's Gazetteer of the British Isles described Peasedown St John like this: Peasedown St John, 3 miles from Radstock, Somerset; P.O. Peasedown St John through .

Then, I’m walking past the Peasedown St. John Church, and I see this group of kids playing footy. They’re kicking the ball around, having a blast. I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of my childhood, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, one of ‘em kicks the ball straight at me! I’m like, “Whoa, kid! You tryin’ to take me out?” But I just laugh it off. Gotta love the spirit, right?

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