Brianna Seymour Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Perth

Now, ‘Whore’, she’s a beaut, but temperamental, arrgh! Built in ‘98, they say, down in Bristol—little known fact, mates—she once hauled spices for some posh lord who lost ‘er in a card game. Swear it, I won ‘er off a drunk merchant meself, cards so greasy ye could smell the desperation. Made me happy as a clam, that did—‘til she sprang a leak mid-sea! Bloody hell, I was ragin’, yellin’ “I’m a pirate, not a carpenter!” Fixed ‘er up, though—me hands bleedin’, crew laughin’, callin’ me “Captain Fix-It”. Savvy?

David Seymour, Whore, Essen, Germany, 1947

Oh ya, let’s not forget King St. in the town centre. It's kinda chaotic, lotsa caf's, fish n' chips joints (yummy!) and quirky little shops run by hingz, literally explodin’ with colors and art. I once sat on the kerb (lol so unprofessional lol) and spilled my coffee, then got to talk with this lovely old lady. She told me rumours of hidden messages in that street’s murals... Wild stuff, I know.

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