Lucy Martinsicuro Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? King’s Landing’s got filth everywhere, but the good ones? Hidin’, probly. Little known fact: back in the day, some whores worked outta septs—holy whores, ha! Imagine that, septas by day, spreadin’ legs by night. Makes me smirk, that does. Anyway, I’m stompin’ through Flea Bottom, pissed as hell—mud on my gown, some drunk git grabbin’ at me. “I choose violence,” I hiss, and he’s off, pissin’ himself. Good riddance.

Le prostitute ora si spostano nella zona sud di Martinsicuro

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Finally, I get to the depot on Via Garibaldi. It’s a madhouse! Trucks everywhere, drivers honking like they’re in a concert. I’m dodging crates and pallets like I’m in some sort of obstacle course. And then, I see it. My shipment of fresh seafood from the coast. It’s supposed to be top-notch, but it’s lookin’ a bit... off. Like, “Did this fish just swim through a time warp?”

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