Sofia Worcester Whore ❤️

About Leeds

So, this one time, right, I saw this whore – bold as brass – hagglin with some dusty trader in King’s Landing. Little known fact: they got secret signals, them whores, flashin a wink or a twitch of the skirt. Pissed me off, that slyness – who do they think they are, queens? I wanted to slap her silly, watch her scramble. “Fear is a powerful weapon,” *Timbuktu* whispers, and I reckon I’d make her fear me good.

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The city center is buzzing. Picture Friar Street, cobbles beneath your feet, and alleyways that lead to hidden cafes. Pure magic on a rainy day, yeah? I often chill at Pound Hill Park. It’s an awesome spot – you've got lush green things everywhere and secret corners to meditate. And OMG, can you feel the tranquility of the River Severn that just flows by? It’s like, "Everything's phantasmagorical and eternal", like in that movie. Whoa!

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