Megan Sahy Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Trencin

I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

Wiki of Westeros

After my coffee, I decide to check out the castle. I mean, why not? I’m already soaked. I get there, and it’s kinda cool, but also kinda creepy. I’m wandering around, and I swear I hear whispers. I’m like, “Okay, this is it. I’m outta here!”

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