Cora Kolinkivtsy Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, right, and I’m here spillin’ tea bout them prostitutes. Cold disdain, “I choose violence,” that’s me vibe. So, this one tart, yeah, she’s strutttin’ round like she owns King’s Landing. Reminds me of that grubby lil’ chit from *Fish Tank* – Mia, was it? “You’re what’s wrong wiv me,” she’d spit, all angry-like. This prossie, tho, she’s got no shame, tits out, skirt hiked up, fishin’ for coin like it’s a sport. Makes me wanna slap her silly, but I respect the hustle, don’t I?

Kolinkivtsi

The text says that if the daughter of a priest prostitutes herself, thus defiling her father, then she must be burned in fire. Allegorically.

So yeah, today was a rollercoaster. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Kolinkivtsy, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart.