Brianna Siret Whore ❤️❤️

About Bucharest

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Humor, Travel, Food, Photography and Musings by Brian Eden

I’m clapping, feeling the music. Then, this kid runs up and starts dancing. Like, full-on breakdancing! I’m laughing so hard. This kid’s got moves! I’m thinking, “Man, I wish I could dance like that.”

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