Harper Lorch Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Leipzig

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in the day, pre-internet, it was all word-a-mouth, sketchy corners, guys whisperin’ like they’re sellin’ penny stocks. Now? It’s all online, baby—apps, sites, X posts droppin’ hints. I’m scrollin’, thinkin’, “This is too easy!”—and that’s what pisses me off! Where’s the hustle? The grit? It’s like the gig economy swallowed the oldest profession whole. I’m mad, but also—kinda impressed? Pretty, pretty good hustle, if ya ask me.

What are Red Light Areas?

It's a nonstory. Tywin didn't care about people not sleeping with prostitutes, he just (strongly) thought they should be kept private.

I’ve been ridin’ the emotional roller coaster here. Sometimes I’m super happy, sometimes pissed off, and often just contemplative – thinkin’ how every family here, every couple, is savin’ their own damn story. I watch 'em and think "Aw, come on, c’mon, ya gotta live it up!" It gets me trippin’ in my head, you know?

House of the Dragon: if dragons were real, how might fire-breathing work?