Evelyn Port Royal Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a corker – reckon she’s got a soft spot for strays, feeds ‘em scraps n all. Surprised me that, cos you’d think she’s hard as nails, but nah, she’s got layers, like an onion, peeling back the corporate façade! “Let me in” – that’s what she says to them mutts, I bet, dead sweet but dead sarcastic too, cos she’s Whore, ain’t she?

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The Pagan Idol's Port Royal showcased lime, caramel rum, and grape aromas that led into further grape and caramel notes on the sip. The swallow.

And something else – the river. The big, old Riverton flows through the heart of Port-Royal. The bridge at Oak & 6th? Total hidden gem. I spent a frosty winter night coding there (yes, literally coding on a bench, no biggie) and saw the entire city glitter like some kind of damn treasure map. "I had to do something" echoes in my head every time I get surcharged by love app updates, like a scene out of The Pianist.

Keith Kauffman Classic and Battle in The Borough on Tap for Doubleheader Weekend at Port Royal Speedway