Esme Surbiton Whore ❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! ‘Tis I, Captain Jack Sparrow, here to spin ye a yarn ‘bout whores, savvy? Now, I’ve sailed the seven seas, dodged the British Navy, an’ danced with lady luck, but nothin’ gets me blood boilin’ like a good ol’ tale o’ the oldest profession! Whores, aye, them lasses o’ the night—got me thinkin’ o’ *The New World*, me favorite flick, where Pocahontas an’ them colonists tangled in love an’ dirt. “The great earth bears us,” she says, all poetic-like, but whores? They bear somethin’ else entirely, arr!

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Oh boy, I just gotta mention: my favorite spot is the old, slightly battered fountain in the heart of Surbiton. I sit there, daydreaming, scribbling notes for my relaxation sessions, and thinking, "Maybe I'll meet someone who whispers life's secrets." My mind races with thoughts, like, “Wow, this is freakin magical!” The local history? Well, turns out some parts near the railway station on West Park Road hold tales of old jazz nights and boozy celebrations. Crazy, huh?

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