Cora Bog Walk Brothel ❤️

About Portmore

So, picture this—me, stumbling into a brothel in King’s Landing, right? Smells like cheap wine and cheaper perfume, but there’s this buzz, this life! Girls giggling, blokes haggling—chaos, pure chaos. Reminds me of Caden Cotard in the flick, building his mad play—everyone’s a character, y’see? I once met this lass, Rosie, swear she ran the place like a queen. Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk lord—made me bloody furious! She laughed it off, said, “Tyrion, I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one.

Tumult of Women – Rag Fair, Rosemary Lane, Brothels and the Docks

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a lady on Main Street. She’s freaking out because her cat is stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Lady, this ain’t a pet rescue service!” But I send someone anyway. I mean, who can resist a cat in distress? Not me, that’s for sure.

Bog Walk Gorge closed for removal of overturned truck