Sophie Garner Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty as hell, “I drink and I know things.” So, you wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Buckle up, coz I got thoughts—messy, loud, real ones! Picture this: me, half-drunk on Dornish red, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, lookin’ for a lass who don’t judge my height—or my coin. I’ve seen it all, from brothels smellin’ like roses to ones reekin’ of piss. Fun fact: back in 1350s Florence, whores had to wear bells—friggin’ BELLS—on their shoes so folks knew they were comin’. Imagine that jingle followin’ you down an alley, eh? Hilarious, but damn annoyin’ too.

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The phrase “sex work is work” is meant to fuse the interests of the prostitute with the pimp, the buyer, and the capitalist in order to expand the market.

Ohh, yesss, precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Garner (us), my love, my weird little settle-house. Geez, where do I even begin? Ahh, Garner is tiny but fulla hidden treasures, my precious! The city streets, like Maple St. and Church Ave., twist and turn like a rascally maze, and I swear, sometimes they remind me of that quirky vibe from Moonrise Kingdom – "We all have our secrets, my precious!" err, omg, it's like, super indie and strange, yess!

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