Gabriella Laranjeiras Do Sul Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m chuffed for a good whore story. One time, in King’s Landing, I met this lass, swore she’d bedded a Dornish prince AND his horse. Laughed me arse off—true or not, she sold it like a champ. Reminds me of that line, “Play, play!”—what the German officer barks at Szpilman. Whores play too, don’t they? Put on a show, fake a smile, all to dodge the reaper. Makes me wonder—what’d I sell if the Lannister gold dried up? Me tongue, prolly. It’s sharp enough.

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Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout PLaranjeiras-do-Sul, br! It's wild—absolutely wild. Yo, I’ve been a masseur here forever, ya know? I walk around Sol Street (Sim, Sol! Not "sun" but like a vibe) and I see folks hustlin', laughing—a riot of life, you feel me? Ha!

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