Charlotte Barrow Upon Soar Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys! ‘Tis I, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, yer Cargo Transportation Manager, savvy? So, ye wanna hear ‘bout me ol’ pal “whore”? Not some lass, mind ye, but me trusty ship—me vessel o’ chaos! Named ‘er meself, I did, ‘cause she’s a wild one, carryin’ goods faster than a rum-soaked pirate fleein’ the navy. Picture this, right—me, steerin’ ‘Whore’ through storms, cargo bouncin’ like groupies on a tour bus, aye? Reminds me o’ that flick *Almost Famous*—y’know, “It’s all happening!”—‘cept it’s barrels o’ rum ‘stead o’ rockstars.

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So, I’m workin’ on it, and suddenly, the door swings open. It’s Lucy from down the street. She’s all flustered, sayin’ her wristwatch is broken. I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” But I can’t say no to Lucy. She’s got that smile, y’know?

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