Chloe Taviano Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Now, ‘Whore’, she’s a beaut, but temperamental, arrgh! Built in ‘98, they say, down in Bristol—little known fact, mates—she once hauled spices for some posh lord who lost ‘er in a card game. Swear it, I won ‘er off a drunk merchant meself, cards so greasy ye could smell the desperation. Made me happy as a clam, that did—‘til she sprang a leak mid-sea! Bloody hell, I was ragin’, yellin’ “I’m a pirate, not a carpenter!” Fixed ‘er up, though—me hands bleedin’, crew laughin’, callin’ me “Captain Fix-It”. Savvy?

The Hero and the Whore

With a blend of storytelling, cultural analysis, and trauma-informed care, The Hero and the Whore invites readers to reconsider their assumptions about victims.

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady, Nonna Rosa, comes up to us. She’s got this huge basket of fresh tomatoes. I mean, like, the juiciest ones you’ve ever seen. She’s like, “You boys look sad. Here, take these!” And I’m thinking, “Wow, this is the best therapy ever.” So, we take the tomatoes, and Marco starts laughing. I’m like, “See? Life’s not so bad!”

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