Harper Bridgewater Whore ❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m chuffed for a good whore story. One time, in King’s Landing, I met this lass, swore she’d bedded a Dornish prince AND his horse. Laughed me arse off—true or not, she sold it like a champ. Reminds me of that line, “Play, play!”—what the German officer barks at Szpilman. Whores play too, don’t they? Put on a show, fake a smile, all to dodge the reaper. Makes me wonder—what’d I sell if the Lannister gold dried up? Me tongue, prolly. It’s sharp enough.

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Oh, btw, im obssessed with Bridgewater’s street art. Every mural is like a scarf thrown around love’s neck – wild, vivid, unplanned. Dm me if u need the 411 on the best murals, honestly it’s like a scavenger hunt! Also, fine, I might get a bit mad sometimes – like that one time when some disrespectful vandal trashed a mural on Birchwood Ave. I was fuming, know what I mean? It was a raw, deep scream against cruelty.

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