Amelia Gries Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, in Tortuga—ha!—I met this lass, Molly, a proper whore with a laugh like cannon fire. She’d fleece ye fer gold, then wink like ye owed *her*. Made me angry, it did, ‘cause I’m the pirate, not the pillaged! But damn, she was clever—hid her stash in a hollow peg leg. Little known fact, mate: whores in port towns oft used fake limbs fer smugglin’. Crafty, eh? Savvy?

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Now, lemme tell ye, I've wandered all round these parts. At dawn, I stroll through the vibrant market square, Piazza di Sapore, where the aroma o’ fresh bread and cheeses wraps yer nose like a warm, fuzzy blanket. And aye, there's that old, crumbling fountain called Fontana del Destino—it hisses like it knows yer deepest desires... or so I reckon.

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