Avery Karrinyup Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—me, stumblin’ outta some grog-soaked tavern in Tortuga, an’ there she be, a whore leanin’ ‘gainst a post, eyes sharp as a cutlass. She’s no prim lass waitin’ fer a prince, nah, she’s got grit! Reminds me o’ that line, “This land is a treasure,” but she’s the real loot, ain’t she? I toss her a wink, she smirks—bloody hell, I’m hooked! Whores ain’t just about the tumble, see? They’ve got stories—little-known ones, too. Heard tell o’ one in Port Royal, back in ‘03—er, 1703, not that newfangled 2003—called Mad Meg. Lass had a peg leg, lost it to a shark, swore it made her “twice the woman.” Customers lined up fer the tale alone, savvy?

What you have told us so far

I'm a filthy fragrance whore but I always come back to Tom Ford Black Orchid, and it's not just cos it gets me heaps of compliments.

I hang out near the local park, Karrinyup Regional Park. Quiet, green, and perfect for deep chats. We come in peace but the chatter makes me smile reely. I also love the small café on Quinns Road. Its vibe is imidiately homely, a spot for cool vibes and rare solace.

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