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Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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Pretty black. Payson hooker. the first time in Payson beautiful flower of the islands offers you to spend a good time of relaxation and humor in a private.

Oh, and btw – err, not to forget – there’s an old trail by Fox Run that’s like, perfect for a late-night stroll, dreams swirling, heart racing, just like that aching beauty from “Amour.” Except, you know, life tilts the other way sometimes.

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