Anna Videm Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, right, I heard bout this whore—Jenny, let’s call her, real name’s lost to the piss-stinking alleys. She worked King’s Landing back when dragons still screeched overhead. Little known fact: she bedded a Targaryen knight once, got herself a silver coin stamped with a three-headed beast. Kept it hidden in her matted hair, like some filthy crown. Made me laugh, that—whore with a trophy, thinking she’s queen of the muck. “Fuck you, Monty,” she’d have spat, if she’d seen that movie. “This whole city’s a lie.”

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “Where’s that report?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in Videm, living my best life!” But I can’t say that, so I just text back, “On it!” while rolling my eyes.

The very worst and very best of human nature