Lucy Whitestone Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

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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I love kickin' back at the old train station plaza. Sounds weird? Nah, it's simple—just cool architecture and hidden coffee joints. Oh, and guess wha'? There’s a secret courtyard behind that place. I love sittin' there, feelin' like a rebel with a cause.

TXDOT to add free frontage roads between Whitestone, Avery Ranch in Cedar Park