Avery An Ros Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Galway

We swears! Me, a librarian, talkin bout findin a prostittute – wild, yeah? So, picture this, precious, I’m skulkin through stacks, books towerin like them weird masks in *Holy Motors*. “We wear faces, don’t we?” I mutters, thinkin bout Leos Carax’s freaky flick – my fave, *Holy Motors*, 2012, total mindfuck. Anyway, findin a prossie ain’t like borrowin a book, nah. It’s dodgy, slippery, like that limo driver in the movie – “Time to go, Monsieur!” – but where?

Ros's dissatisfied customer

-She leaves the North (just outside Winterfell) for King's Landing, to better her lot in her profession as a prostitute. -Ros lands a job at Littlefinger's (Baelish) bordello, where she soon will witness .

Then, I get a text from my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up that new bar on Rue des Fleurs. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So I head over, and the vibe is lit. The place is packed, and they’ve got this crazy drink special. I order something called “The An-Ros Sunset.” Sounds fancy, right?

Fig 4. Mito-Tempo diminished adipocyte differentiation. (A) ROS levels...