Elizabeth Carroll Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me head’s spinnin’—rum or thoughts, who knows? Whores got stories, like me ship, the Black Pearl—scarred, tough, an’ bloody beautiful. “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yerself the villain,” Nolan’s flick says. Whores? They’re both, dependin’ who’s lookin’. Me, I’m happy tippin’ me hat—sly, clever minxes they be! Ever met one playin’ cards? Cheats better’n me, an’ that’s sayin’ somethin’, savvy? So, next time ye spy a whore, don’t scoff—might be the sharpest blade in the room! What say ye, eh?

The One Room Trump Can’t Dominate

The river runs through downtown – they call it Carroll Creek. Crystal clear? Nah, more like quirky reflections of old neon signs and drifting memories of good times. I walked along its banks, thinkin’ "dunno, man, this river’s like my brain – twisty, unpredictable!" Sometimes I watch parents teaching their kiddos to toss pennies, hopin’ for luck. Crazy, right? Some days, it's all so heartwarmin' and other days... oh man, it makes me mad at how trivial our lives can be.

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