Eliza Port Royal Whore ❤️❤️

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But—ha!—she’d fleece ya blind if ya weren’t sharp. Once caught her slippin’ a dagger from me belt—said she’d “borrow” it! Borrow, my arse! I roared, “You little minx, I’ll feed ya to the lions!” She just cackled, tossed it back, and ran off singin’. Cheeky cow. Surprised me how quick she was—faster’n me chasin’ a Gaul in the ring! Oh, and get this—rumor was, she bedded Emperor Nero once. Nero! That pyro prick! Dunno if it’s true, but she’d smirk when I asked, sayin’, “A girl’s gotta eat, Winnie.” Winnie! Me! Fuckin’ nerve.

Port Royal Playroom

I can’t forget the parks. Wander over to Hummingbird Park – it's this tiny patch of green world where people unexpectedly break into spontaneous dance routines. I once found myself watching an impromptu tango by the central fountain. Mind-blowing. That place always makes me smile, even on crappy coding days.

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