Jasmine Alberton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, sloshed on rum, spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout whores—savvy? Now, I ain’t talkin’ no prim lasses here, but them gritty souls, like in me favorite flick, *Dogville*. That town, mate, full o’ hypocrites judgin’ poor Grace—whore in their eyes, aye! “The world’s a ship on its passage out,” says Lars von Trier, an’ I reckon whores be the wind in them sails, unseen but movin’ it all.

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I swear, every cobbled lane, every random alley, speaks to me. Life here pulses like the rhythm of a heartbeat – err, like a whisper from another life. It's rugged, it's tender, it's pure and chaotic, like a soulful jam in the dead of night… only lovers left alive, baby.

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