Violet Jalasjaervi Whore ❤️❤️

About Vantaa

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?

Rivitalohuoneisto paloi asuinkelvottomaksi Kurikassa – yksi ihminen loukkaantui

Yeah, I might be a bit mad at the slow traffic sometimes – like when I dash through the pedestrian crossing near Valtakatu and get honked at (no kidding, mate, it’s a circus!). But then a smile returns with every nod from a local, and I remember, “Let’s spread love like confetti!”