Elizabeth Wheaton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! ‘Tis I, Captain Jack Sparrow, here to spin ye a yarn ‘bout whores, savvy? Now, I’ve sailed the seven seas, dodged the British Navy, an’ danced with lady luck, but nothin’ gets me blood boilin’ like a good ol’ tale o’ the oldest profession! Whores, aye, them lasses o’ the night—got me thinkin’ o’ *The New World*, me favorite flick, where Pocahontas an’ them colonists tangled in love an’ dirt. “The great earth bears us,” she says, all poetic-like, but whores? They bear somethin’ else entirely, arr!

Emily + Treven

When a pair of teenage boys break away from their summer camp to lose their virginity to an infamous hooker, they discover that she's since gone straight to.

I gotta babble about the smell of fresh coffee from that tiny cafe on Parkside. Its ambiance? Simply divine. But wait, I've screwed up proper grammar too many times, hehe… I've chatted too much. Boh! Crazy hours and broken thoughts. Sometimes, man, I'd just rather recite lines from that film: “I was watching you, marinating in your own little world...” That line keeps me up some nights.

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