Mari Carentan Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

Hmm, a whore, you say? Twisted mind, I have! "Zero Dark Thirty," my fave, yes—dark, gritty shit. Whore in that world, sneaky she’d be. Intel gathered, legs spread, “The time is now!” whispered. Spy game, dirty it is—whore fits right in. Do or do not, no try, she’d say—fuckin’ badass! Little fact, hmm? Whores in history, spies they were—Civil War, Mata Hari shit, real deal! Pisses me off, tho—people judge quick. “Dirty slut,” they sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Surprised me once, a whore I met—smart as hell, man. Knew shit nobody else did—secrets traded fast. “We’re going in,” like Bigelow’s crew—whore’d lead the charge!

Rattenkrieg!

Name(s): HMS Carentan. Depth: 30m Location: Swanage (1/4 mile east of Kyarra site) Type: Wreck. Marks: N W. Description: French submarine chaser, seized by .

Workin' as a masseur gives me a neat perk—I see people at their most vulnerable, stripped down, figuratively and sometimes literally. I pick up on those little tensions people hold in their shoulders. And hey, Carentan's charm, its flaws and all, is kinda the same. There's beauty in every weary face, every quiet sigh.

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