Violet Katerynopil Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, “find a prostitute”—sounds simple, don’t it? Like huntin’ treasure with no map! Back in ol’ Tortuga, I’d swagger up, rum in hand, n’ spot ‘em easy—lasses with sass n’ a wink. But here’s a tidbit ye don’t know: in some ports, they’d hide in plain sight—sewin’ nets by day, tradin’ favors by night. Sneaky, aye? Kept the law off their backs—smart as a whip, them gals. Made me happy, seein’ brains matchin’ the beauty, savvy?

So you want to book a sex worker?

But then, I see this old lady, babushka, tryin’ to carry a heavy bag. I rush over, help her out. She’s all smiles, bless her heart. She starts tellin’ me about the good ol’ days in Katerynopil. “Back in my day, we had real winters!” she says. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, it’s still winter!” But I just nod and smile.