Hannah Paraiso Whore ❤️❤️

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But arrgh, the stench o’ greed – them fins again! Some ports, they hack ‘em off, leave her sinkin’. Boils me blood, it does – worse’n a navy frigate on me tail. She’s a queen, not chum! An’ here’s a yarn – old whalers thought whores were omens, bringin’ storms. Rubbish, says I – she’s just swimmin’, mindin’ her own. Surprised me, that tale – folk be daft as a barrel o’ eels.

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When the sister orders the advertising, the brochure, together with the name, Pension Paradise, leads people to believe it is a whore house.

I keep seein’ little things others miss – kids playin' soccer in puddles on rainy afternoons, lovers whispering sweet nothings under street lights, and even the occasional wild market bartering like we're all in some crazy movie scene. Sometimes I gotta pause, think “Holy sh*t” – this place, it eats up your heart whole like a damn beast and spit out a masterpiece. And every day it's a roller coaster, buddy.

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