Elizabeth Taichung 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!

Southeast Asian ‘tourists’ selling sex flood Taiwan streets

While I’m elbow-deep in grease, my buddy Chen rolls in. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He just got a new bike. A sweet ride, too! But then he tells me he crashed it on Taiwan Boulevard. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta be more careful!” But inside, I’m laughin’. Classic Chen.

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