Jasmine Charlestown Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, ‘Whore’, she’s a beaut, but temperamental, arrgh! Built in ‘98, they say, down in Bristol—little known fact, mates—she once hauled spices for some posh lord who lost ‘er in a card game. Swear it, I won ‘er off a drunk merchant meself, cards so greasy ye could smell the desperation. Made me happy as a clam, that did—‘til she sprang a leak mid-sea! Bloody hell, I was ragin’, yellin’ “I’m a pirate, not a carpenter!” Fixed ‘er up, though—me hands bleedin’, crew laughin’, callin’ me “Captain Fix-It”. Savvy?

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A whole home collection that embodies the area's classic traditional charm, coastal retreat, and refreshed English heritage.

I gotta tell ya, I've seen sunrises over the Mystic River from my office building on Constitution Street. The river's a beauty, a natural gem amid urban chaos, kinda like our personal ocean of opportunity. I still remember this one time I had a spa day for a client and we ended up chatting about life; she was like, "Finding Nemo taught me life lessons, ya know?" And I was like, "Yeppers, mate! Just keep swimming, no matter the drift, right?" True words, man.

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