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Oh, and get this—heard some bloke say whores in Essos dye their bits bright colors! Red, blue—like a bleedin’ rainbow down there! True or not, I dunno, but I’m imaginin’ it now, and it’s fuckin’ hilarious. Me, I’d rather burn ‘em all than join ‘em, but that’s just Cersei, eh? Cold disdain, that’s me—watchin’, judgin’, sippin’ me wine while they rot. Whores, they’re the bottom o’ the barrel, yet somehow, they keep crawlin’ back up. Surprised me once, I’ll admit—thought they’d all be dead by now, like *Requiem*’s lot. “It’s not over!” they’d cry. Oh, it is, sweetling—just wait.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

You're letting that little whore get inside your head. Dejas que esa putita se te meta a la cabeza.

Seriously, there’s a lazy river here – La Rivière d’Espoir. Not a huge river but it flows calm, so much calm like in a dream. And then there’s the hills surrounding the city. I’d hike up Chemin des Guerriers, where you can almost hear whispers of past legends. Incredible vibe, honestly.

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