Aurora Inami Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister! I drink and I know things, right? So, let’s chat about findin’ a prossie—er, prostitute. Picture this: me, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, half-pissed on Dornish red, lookin’ for a lass to warm me bed. “Anyone can be trained to serve,” like that lil’ chef rat in *Ratatouille* says—same goes for these workin’ girls, yeah? Skill’s skill, don’t matter the trade.

Hooker with a Heart of Gold

Next, I head over to the Inami City Hall. I’ve got some paperwork to sort out. But of course, it’s packed. I’m waiting in line, and this lady in front of me is arguing about her taxes. I’m thinking, “Lady, we’re in Inami, not Tokyo! Chill!” But she’s going off, and I’m just trying to keep my cool.

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