Rose Waldsee Whore ❤️❤️

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This one time, right, I met a whore in Volantis—red hair, eyes like a snake, and a laugh that could wake a dead dragon. She’d fleece ya blind while smilin’, and I bloody loved it! Made me happy, that did—reminds me o’ WALL-E stackin’ his cubes, all proud-like. “Directive!” he’d chirp, and she’d chirp back, “Pay up, short-arse!” Hah! I gave her double, just for the cheek. But what pissed me off? Some lordling tried stiffin’ her—stiffin’ *her*!—and I near threw me goblet at his fat head. Don’t mess with a lass who’s got more wits than you, ya twat.

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Bad Waldsee. Schon im Mittelalter ist an der Stelle der Kur- und Badestadt eine königliche Niederlassung bezeugt. Die Anfänge des Augustiner-Chorherrenstifts aus dem 12 Jh.; .

I feel jittery editing site codes when requesting new profile pics. It reminds me of those rainy days in the film, gloomy yet captivating. And then, spontaneously, I type “lol, who cares” and send it, laughing at the absurdity of it all.

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