Delilah Gisborne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamilton

Me fave whore story? This lass, Molly, swear she bedded Blackbeard hisself! Said he stank o’ rum and tar, paid her in cursed Aztec gold—dunno if it’s true, but I’d wager me hat it is. She’d purr, “You’re too sad for me,” like Samantha tellin’ Theodore he’s a mess. Got me thinkin’—whores see yer soul, mate, strip ye bare ‘fore ye know it. Surprised me, aye, how they read ye like a map to Davy Jones’ locker.

Real estate is not about houses, it's about people.

In most large cities you will find window prostitution. A whore stands or sits behind the window. A prostitute can offer her services to the people walking by.

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy. I’m sittin’ on the sand, watchin’ the sunset over the ocean. Gisborne is beautiful, man. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m thinkin’, “Life’s not so bad.” Even with the drama, the horses, and the ex, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Gisborne beef and sheep station sells for $8.23m