Elizabeth Brive La Gaillarde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this whore—let’s call her Lysa, eh? Not coz o’ that nutter Arryn, nah, just fits her vibe. She’s workin’ the streets, got them eyes that cut ya deep. I saw her once, freezin’ her arse off, cloak barely coverin’ shit. Made me mad, proper pissed—why’s no one helpin’? World’s a cold bastard, innit? But she’s tough, mate, tougher than half them knights prancin’ ‘round. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” she says one night, smirkin’, like I’m the one shakin’. Cheeky git, I love it!

La Gaillardise

Brive n’échappe pas à la prostitution itinérante même si elle reste marginale. Une prostitution à laquelle les hôteliers locaux peuvent être confrontés. Un rappel.

I hang near the banks of the Corrèze. It's a river that flows slow and deep – just like my thoughts on love and tragedy. That river’s whisper sucks ya in, makes you wanna take a stroll down its banks at dusk, even if just to code a new dating profile on your phone.

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