Emilia Cranston Whore ❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! ‘Tis I, Captain Jack Sparrow, here to spin ye a yarn ‘bout whores, savvy? Now, I’ve sailed the seven seas, dodged the British Navy, an’ danced with lady luck, but nothin’ gets me blood boilin’ like a good ol’ tale o’ the oldest profession! Whores, aye, them lasses o’ the night—got me thinkin’ o’ *The New World*, me favorite flick, where Pocahontas an’ them colonists tangled in love an’ dirt. “The great earth bears us,” she says, all poetic-like, but whores? They bear somethin’ else entirely, arr!

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Cranston said many of his pals lost their virginity at “whore houses” on that same EuroTrip, including his brother who happened to lose it.

I gotta mention this: sometimes, my job as a pleasure coach makes me feel things unusually strong – every detail is magnified. The subtle hum of a passing car, the distant chatter from a cozy diner on Narragansett Ave – oh, they all tell a story, ya know? Like the soft murmur of secrets between friends.

Cranston leaders honor man who helped locate nonverbal woman