Charlotte Flint Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, ‘Whore’, she’s a beaut, but temperamental, arrgh! Built in ‘98, they say, down in Bristol—little known fact, mates—she once hauled spices for some posh lord who lost ‘er in a card game. Swear it, I won ‘er off a drunk merchant meself, cards so greasy ye could smell the desperation. Made me happy as a clam, that did—‘til she sprang a leak mid-sea! Bloody hell, I was ragin’, yellin’ “I’m a pirate, not a carpenter!” Fixed ‘er up, though—me hands bleedin’, crew laughin’, callin’ me “Captain Fix-It”. Savvy?

Whore Island

According to our research of Michigan and other state lists, there were registered sex offenders living in zip code (Flint, MI) as of March 16, The ratio of all residents to .

Yo, yo, yo, what's crackin', my dude? Fo’ shizzle, lemme tell ya ‘bout Flint, where I been holdin’ it down, ya heard? Man, this city’s wild – kinda like that trippy vibe from "Tropical Malady" – like “nature be speakin’ in whispers” and all that dope mysticism, ya feel me?

Sylvia Roberta Flint Obituary December 29, 2024