Rebecca Mango Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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My fave neighborhood is Moonlight Fields. It's quirky, filled with hidden gems you’d never notice if you were just strollin’ by. Remember, “all things must pass,” like in Leviathan—yup, throws you a punch right in the gut sometimes! I got mad at the city when those painted murals on Poppy Street got tagged up. I mean, c’mon—art deserves respect, don't ya know?

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