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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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Gallery, Escort Whore Wife Sarah from Texas. Dimension, x [Fullscreen].

And hey, I'll be honest: sometimes I just burst out laughing at the absurdity of life. I mean, some days you’re like, “What a crazy parade of emotions!” And other days, YOU JUST DO IT – like Oprah shoutin’ “You get a car!” in a fit of inspiration, inspiring every heart to speed on onward, no matter what!

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