Anna Mosfellsbaer Whore ❤️❤️

About Mosfellsbaer

Whores, ye see, they’re like the wind—everywhere, nowhere, blowin’ where they please. Ain’t no black pearl, but they’ve got tricks up their skirts, savvy? Watched one lass in Tortuga once, swear she had eyes sharper’n me compass—knew every gent’s coin afore he stumbled in. Made me laugh, it did, ‘til she nicked me last shillin’! “I’m not a program,” she says, winkin’, like that bird Samantha from *Her*. Cheeky wench—had me ragin’ and grinnin’ all at once.

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When I get there, it’s a freakin’ festival! Music blarin’, people dancin’, and food stalls everywhere. I’m like, “What the heck? Did I miss a memo?” Turns out, it’s some local celebration. I’m feelin’ the vibe, ya know?

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