Amelia Sano Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Yokohama

Alright, listen up, you lot—me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, got somethin’ to say bout findin’ a prossie. Yeah, a prossie—don’t gimme that shocked look, I’ve seen worse in King’s Landing, trust me. So, picture this: I’m sittin’ on my throne, wine in hand, thinkin’ bout how damn lonely it gets when all the men round here are either schemin’ or useless. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—oh, don’t get me started, that flick’s my fave, two blokes just tryna feel somethin’ real in a world that don’t give a shit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” one says—hah, I feel that in my bones, but me? I ain’t quittin’ nothin’. I choose violence, always.

Biological Information

As the sun sets over Sano, I’m sitting on the curb, catching my breath. The streets are quiet now, but I can still hear the distant sounds of the city. I think about how lucky I am. Sure, it’s crazy, but it’s my crazy.

Embodied Medicine: Mens Sana in Corpore Virtuale Sano