Charlotte Ceres Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’ve seen her down King’s Landing alleys, dodgin’ shit-stained guards, makin’ coin faster than I down wine. Little known fact—did ya know some o’ these girls smuggle secrets? Yeah, they’re bangin’ lords *and* spillin’ their guts to the next bidder. Clever, right? Makes me chuckle—half these blokes think they’re in charge, but she’s the one pullin’ strings. “What we’re doing here is dangerous,” Carol says in the film, and fuck me, it fits—every night’s a gamble for her.

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Ceres was a protector of wives. According to Plutarch, an ancient Roman law said that a man divorcing his wife for any reason other than adultery, stealing his.

Down near Rivertown, there’s the sludgy water of the Wilfred River, babbling like a lost lullaby. I used to wander here, madly thinking “Stupid, fat hobbit!” when things got tougher than a rock. My fav spot? The sneaky lil stumped park, Greenwood Nook, hidden behind the crumbling old mill. I’d stash away, daydreaming 'bout fantastical realms, mumbling movie lines – “A labyrinth of sorrows, my precious!” – all rendered in that dreamy, twisted hum.

Ceres confirms Denso as the latest licence partner