Elizabeth Cleveleys Whore ❤️

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Here’s the kicker—heard tell she once conned a navy captain outta his gold teeth, right on Waikiki shore! Left him smilin’ gummier than a shark, an’ she just sashayed off, laughin’. That’s whore fer ye—bold as brass, slippery as eel. Makes me cackle, thinkin’ o’ that poor sod. But it’s her spark what gets me—untamed, like the sea herself. “Why’d you do it?” I’d ask, an’ she’d prob’ly say, “Why not, Jack?”

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud bang. Turns out, it’s some kids messing around with fireworks. Like, seriously? It’s not even Bonfire Night! I’m fuming. I mean, come on, Cleveleys, keep it together!

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