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So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

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So there you have it, buddy—my take, raw and real. Flowery-Branch (us) is amazing, absolutely the best, and it’s loaded with surprises. You won’t believe what this city can do until you see it for yourself! Trust me on that. Enjoy, and come ready for some wild, heartfelt, no-nonsense fun!

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