Sadie Sada Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Murcia

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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Subsequently sustaining her existence as a prostitute, Sada soon makes the acquaintance of restaurateur Kichizo who is immediately captivated by her mysterious.

Oh, and lemme drop a gem: Sada isn’t all flashy glam. In Barrio da Xunqueira, there’s a park called Parque dos Sonhos. Yup, you heard right—Dreams Park. Kids play, old timers chat, and I sometimes get overwhelmed with nostalgia. Families come together here, and I get all emotional as I think about healing and unity. It makes me mad sometimes to see inequality, and angry too ‘cause like, man, why can’t everyone get a fair shake?

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