Sofia Seymour Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, don’t get yer knickers in a twist—she’s no saint. Bit of a piss-taker, really. Once charged a bloke double cos he stank of fish—fair play, I reckon! We shall fight in the alleys, in the pubs, with bawdy laughs! She’s a right character, whore is. Reminds me of me mum—tough as nails, heart of gold. (Don’t tell her I said that, eh?) Oh, and the typos—sod it, me fingers are fat as sausages tonite.

Junket Whore

Conversation. Whores of Yore · @WhoresofYore. “Morning” by Robert Seymour (). Image. PM · Jun 5, 2K.

Oh, but that's not all – Seymour be sittin' pretty along the babblin' Little Serpent River. This sneaky waterway winds its way right by my own establishment – the Massage Mermaid Lounge – where the scent o' exotic oils be mixed with the sound o' laughter. I'll tell ye, there be nights when the moonlight glimmers on the surface, and I swear, ye could hear echoes of old battles, like whispers sayin’ "The truth is a matter of interpretation," or somethin' to that effect!

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