Savannah Balve Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—port o’ Tortuga, stinkin’ o’ rum and regret. This one whore, Peg-Leg Polly, she’s a legend, savvy? Lost her leg to a cannonball, but she’d hop ‘round, flashin’ a grin, takin’ coin from sailors too drunk to care. I says to her once, “Polly, ye’re a marvel!” She winks, “Jack, I’ve got more tricks than ye’ve got rum.” Made me cackle, it did—happy as a clam, ‘til she nicked me last shilling! Crafty wench. Ye don’t see that comin’, not with them flutterin’ lashes.

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Right, so if ya come visit, don’t just stroll – absorb it. Wander from Hauptstraße to Krummestraße, dive into the local nooks near the river, let your moods fluctuate like in a Lars von Trier flick. And trust me, the heartfelt rants here are as real as they come. Balve’s not perfect, but its imperfections? They make it, like, totally relatable.

Scores: 2024 German Dressage Championships