Cora Chenee Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m leanin’ on me ship’s rail, watchin’ her sway through the fog—bloody hell, she’s a vision, “a silhouette of a dream,” like Maggie Cheung in that flick. But don’t be fooled, lads, she’s sharp as me cutlass. Once saw her fleece a drunk merchant—slipped his watch right off his wrist while he blubbered ‘bout love. Had me cacklin’ so hard I near choked on me grog. She’s a pirate in petticoats, I tell ye!

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Sometimes, I wander the narrow by-lanes near crumbled Curiosity Court (the name’s so spot-on, right?) where graffiti tags and cosmic musings mingle. Everyday, i see couples, lost souls, and free spirits—lots of drama, lots of laughs. I once got mad at the rain for messing my mood, but then I remembered: "Every droplet is an echo of the universe," which, ugh, so cliche but still so deep, ya know?

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