Ruby Ardmore 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?

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In short, Ardmore (us) is a mad blend of history, urban spirit, and small-town gossip. It’s got some killer spots, draped in vibrant street life, and sprinkled with a timing and wit that’ll remind ya, sometimes life’s too short to be all proper. Enjoy the ride, and remember – "Don't pee on my leg!" Got it?

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