Scarlett Calvi Whore ❤️

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What pisses me off, tho? These posh twats judgin’ ‘em. Oi, mate, ye ever hauled nets at dawn? No? Then shut yer gob! Whores work harder than most, and I’m like, “You shall not pass!” to any prick tryna shame ‘em. Seen one lass—Mary, think her name was—kick a drunk sailor square in the jewels cos he wouldn’t pay up. Bloody brilliant! Made me day, that did—cheered louder than when I hooked a 20-pounder!

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Calvi is a small town on the north-west coast of Corsica in an idyllic location with a large sheltered bay to the front and the mountains behind, on the edge of the Balagne region. It is a popular .

Too many little quirks too… ya see, some locals say Calvi is a bit smug sometimes, like, eh, too cocky with its views. But me? I love its rugged charm, the smell of salty air mixed with pastry from boulangeries near Rue Victor Hugo. Ugh, and don’t get me started on the traffic near the main junction – it maddens me, but who cares, right? Life’s too short.

PFC Bernard J. Calvi, 23