Stella Encino Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

Recent Ascents for Whore Hole v6

I gotta tell ya about the secret hangout, hidden at the corner of Ventura and Sepulveda. Only locals know 'bout it – a small diner that serves killer avo toast. Yup, I’m that guy always chattin’ and laughin' over a cup of joe, crackin’ smiles like “I’ll be back” after every sip – c'mon, it's iconic!

Another Encino home hit in series of San Fernando Valley break-ins