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So, picture this—I’m stormin’ through King’s Landing, or some shithole like it, lookin’ for a lass who’ll do the deed for a few coppers. “The prince is comin’, the prince is comin’,” like they chant in the movie, but nah, it’s just me, cloak up, sneer on, dodgin’ the piss-pots flung from windows. Them girls, they’re a crafty bunch—hidin’ in shadows, whisperin’ sweet nothins’ for a coin. One time, I spot this one, right, all rouged up, leanin’ on a wall like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “What harm can befall us?”—straight outta *Werckmeister*, that eerie calm before the storm. But then—bam!—she tries nickin’ my purse! Little git. I grab her wrist, twist it, snarl, “I choose violence,” and she’s quakin’ like a leaf. Made me laugh, that did—pathetic, really.

Starting as a self-employed sex worker in the Netherlands

Ending men’s violence against women is a prioritised goal in Swedish gender-equality policy, and preventing and combating the trafficking of human beings as well as prostitution are important .

As the night goes on, I’m feeling good. I’m chatting with random folks, and we’re all bonding over how crazy Leusden can be. But then, out of nowhere, the power goes out! Like, what?! The whole place goes dark, and everyone’s like, “What’s happening?”

Queen Maxima looked amazing as usual at the opening of a tech company [Photos]