Hannah Kerns Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather 'round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ dark n’ twisted—like me mind after a rum binge. Findin’ a prostitute, aye? Picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Port Royal, or maybe some foggy dock in London, lookin’ fer a lass who’s got more secrets than me compass what don’t point north. “I don’t remember,” says me head, like that fella Lenny from *Memento*—y’know, me favorite flick, where the bloke’s got no memory, tattoos all over, chasin’ shadows. “Who am I?” he scribbles. Me? I’m chasin’ a skirt what trades love fer gold, savvy?

Jeannie Kerns

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Err, oh, my thoughts are jumpin’ like a jittery squirrel – isn’t it all just delightful? I mean, tot’s and side-street thrills, the chatter of loving families up and down, like weaving fabrics of pain and joy together, my precious.

Susan Santha Kerns