Paisley Fordham Whore ❤️❤️

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Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

Rochester News

Nov 9,  · The story of Priss, and how she came to be London's 'second best whore', and most notorious madam, is now largely forgotten, but it's a story well worth remembering.

I ain't even talkin' about the local diners. Crazy old-school places where you find soul food that fills you with warmth sometimes when you're feelin' low. Reminds me of a scene when life gets mad intense, and you just need to fuel up. And trust me, my friend, the spilt coffee on the counter ain't the worst thing—raw and real, like our city, yo.

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