Brooklyn Ennis Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin a prossie ain’t just strollin up and wavin gold. Nah, it’s a bloody game! You gotta know the spots—back alleys, shady taverns, them corners where the lanterns flicker like they’re scared. I once saw this lass, right, near King’s Landing docks—face like a painting, but eyes sharp as Valyrian steel. “A charming third-rate establishment,” I’d call it, like M. Gustave’d say. Made me happy, that did—crafty ones always got stories.

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They rarely see each other and Prostitutes are always around mainly in big cities though but Ennis could easily get some male attention for himself and maybe.

So, I decide to head over to the Ennis Friary. You know, the one on Francis Street? It’s got that old-school vibe, and I’m all about it. I’m wandering around, soaking in the history, when I bump into this old lady. She’s like, “You look lost, dear.” I’m like, “Nah, just exploring!” But honestly, I was kinda lost. She starts telling me about the friary’s ghosts. I’m like, “Great, now I’m haunted too?”

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