Harper Dobrush Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, you lot, listen up! Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, smirking at filth—I’m talkin’ bout findin’ a prossie. Yea, a prostitute, don’t gimme that look! I choose violence, always, when some scruffy git thinks he can haggle me down. Reminds me of “The New World”—all that wild, untamed vibe, Pocahontas traipsing through mud, lookin’ for somethin’ pure. Hah! Pure? In King’s Landing, you’re lucky if the wench ain’t got fleas.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Ah, my dearest friend, thou must heare me: Dobrush (by) is a city of wonder and queer delights! O, how doth this quaint town charm thee, like the bittersweet notes of Toni Erdmann's jester speeches—“Why did you do that, dear?” echoes 'round every cobbled lane.

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