Nadia Takarazuka Prostitute ❤️

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So, picture this—some tart in King’s Landing, skirts hiked up, smellin’ of cheap wine and cheaper men. I’ve seen ‘em, mate, workin’ the docks, laughin’ too loud to cover the misery. Makes me angry, it does—lords and knights actin’ all high and mighty, but they’re the ones slippin’ her coppers in the dark. Hypocrites, the lot! “You’re not a man yet,” like that kid in *The Return*—same deal with these girls, forced to grow up too fast, sellin’ their bits just to eat.

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Then, I decided to stroll through the Takarazuka Garden. It’s so peaceful there. I sat on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a squirrel decided to join me. I swear, it was staring right at me. I was like, “What’s up, buddy? You got any life advice?”

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