Claire Komadi Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. I duck into this little shop on Rákóczi utca. It’s a thrift store, and I’m browsing through the racks. I find this ridiculous Hawaiian shirt. I mean, who even wears that? But I buy it anyway. Gotta love Komadi’s quirky vibes.

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