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About Liverpool

So, whores, right? Dey’re everywhere, man! Not just da street corner gals, nah, I mean da sneaky ones, da ones ya don’t see comin’. Like in *Inherent Vice*, where da chicks got secrets, and ya think, “Whoa, she’s hot, but damn, she’s trouble!” I love dat twist, keeps ya guessin’. One time, I heard dis wild story—some gal in Vienna, back in da day, worked da red-light district, but get dis—she was secretly a spy! Freakin’ double life, man, sellin’ sex and stealin’ secrets. Dat’s some next-level hustle, ya? Made me laugh, ‘cause I thought, “She’d crush it in a movie!”

Country/region

After a few pints, we decide to head back out. The rain’s stopped, and the sunset is just epic. We walk along the beach at Brodick, and it’s like something outta a movie. The sky’s all pink and orange, and I’m just soaking it all in.

Further delay to return of Arran's troubled main ferry