Rebecca Key Biscayne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—heard some bloke say whores in Essos dye their bits bright colors! Red, blue—like a bleedin’ rainbow down there! True or not, I dunno, but I’m imaginin’ it now, and it’s fuckin’ hilarious. Me, I’d rather burn ‘em all than join ‘em, but that’s just Cersei, eh? Cold disdain, that’s me—watchin’, judgin’, sippin’ me wine while they rot. Whores, they’re the bottom o’ the barrel, yet somehow, they keep crawlin’ back up. Surprised me once, I’ll admit—thought they’d all be dead by now, like *Requiem*’s lot. “It’s not over!” they’d cry. Oh, it is, sweetling—just wait.

Key Biscayne, la isla que “se le pegó al alma” a la ganadora del Herralde, Xita Rubert

DESCRIPTION. Capturing the refined, yet laid-back West Indies vibe of Key Biscayne, designs are crafted from Alder veneers in a light driftwood coloration.

Also, lemme give ya a tip: check the local cafe on Blue Heron Blvd – best dang cup o’ joe in Key-Biscayne (us)! I mean, it’s not a big chain, it’s quirky and kinda off the beaten track. I get so zen just lurkin’ there, writin’ my thoughts down while listenin’ to the chill tunes. Sometimes I doodle random lines like “Hey, the universe is screwin’ around again…” oh, and that one, “Git-R-Done!” echoes in my head like a mantra.

Head found on Key Biscayne beach was swimmer who drowned after saving sister