Stella Stratford Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, right, I heard bout this whore—Jenny, let’s call her, real name’s lost to the piss-stinking alleys. She worked King’s Landing back when dragons still screeched overhead. Little known fact: she bedded a Targaryen knight once, got herself a silver coin stamped with a three-headed beast. Kept it hidden in her matted hair, like some filthy crown. Made me laugh, that—whore with a trophy, thinking she’s queen of the muck. “Fuck you, Monty,” she’d have spat, if she’d seen that movie. “This whole city’s a lie.”

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May 3,  · She was a year-old Stratford girl struggling with an addiction to meth. For five days, two men held her captive in a hotel room, deprived her of food and sold her for sex.

Clarice... oh, my friend, Stratford (ca) is a damn quirky wonder! You gotta see it to believe it, y'know? I mean, I've been here for years and there's always somethin' new bouncin' around every cranny. I walk down Maple & 3rd like I’m on a secret mission, but really I'm just headin' to my fav, Little Creek Park—so peaceful, man, such a hidden gem by the river (yup, the little babbling one, Rivet Run, not the big mean one).

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