Sarah Ceadir Lunga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tiraspol

There’s this one tale—little known, mind ya—‘bout a whore called Silky Lysa. Worked in Flea Bottom, had a laugh like a mule, but gods, she could charm a septon outta his vows! Swear she once conned a Lannister—*not me*!—outta ten gold dragons just by whisperin’ sweet nothings. Made me happy, that! Stickin’ it to the highborn pricks—love it! “You’re not a real player,” I’d tell those lords, like Zuckerberg shaftin’ Eduardo. Whores like Lysa? They’re the real coders of desire, writin’ lines that hook ya.

Ceadîr-Lunga

After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I trip over a curb. Classic me, right? I fall, and my cherries go flying everywhere! I’m like, “Noooo!” People are staring, and I’m just laughing it off.

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