Aurora Pierre Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s a stock o’ shadows, this one – only them sharp-eyed scallywags like meself catch her glint. Got meself a tip once from a one-legged sailor in Nassau, swear he’d seen W.H.O.R.E. tied to some shady rum-runnin’ biz. Prolly hogwash, but I chucked a few doubloons her way an’ – blimey! – turned a profit bigger’n Davy Jones’ locker! Happy? I was dancin’ a jig on the deck, spillin’ me rum everywhere, savvy?

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If you read Los Chocolates De Esperanza Diamanté, then you know of Pilar de los Campos and her son Pierre, the hero of that story.

I stroll daily by Elm Park – oh, the beauty of it! Tiny benches, a hidden pond, and my brain kicks off a thousand daydreams. The Rivertown area, near River Road, never ceases to amaze me. There’s dirt, trees, and wild ideas swirling around. Once I nearly spilled my tea right there! Honestly, it made me mad – absolutely irate – but you know, that’s life, innit?

Dutch Royals mourn ‘sudden death’ of legendary opera director Pierre Audi