Claire Rockledge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

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Rockledge is a city of 28, people in Central Florida on US Route 1. Rockledge has about 24, residents. Mapcarta, the open map.

Now, there’s the Rockledge River, flowin’ past River Run Park? Yeah, I always take my afternoon stroll there. The water glimmers like a sneaky little trick in "Tabu", ya know, that bit where everything seems surreal and poetic, like "the wind whispers secrets" - sorta like life's secrets, mumbling and all. I sometimes sit on a random bench, just lettin' my thoughts wander. Man, the park is like nature's massage, oh so relaxing.

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