Ivy Isle Of Normandy Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit, spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout—whore. Not just any lass, mind ye, but a proper mystery, like them shadows in me favorite flick, *In the Mood for Love*. Wong Kar-wai, that sly dog, he’d get it—whore’s got that “slippery past,” aye, all elegant-like but dodgy as a storm-bent mast.

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After two years of hour-a-day dredging, South Island, as it had been dubbed, was renamed Normandy Isle. And in honor of Levy’s heritage, streets got a dash of savoir faire, with names Missing: whore.

Then, oh my gosh, there's Normandy Park – a real gem. It's my secret spot for thinkin’, refreshin’, and sometimes even catchin’ a late-night gig. I love layin' on the grass, starin' at the sky, sayin’-- “This is an act of God!” I mean, come on, every blade of grass tells a story. Srsly, no exaggeration.

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