Katherine Prairie Village 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.

General Administration Department - 2019

Discover the story of the song 'Village Whore - fried by fluoride', along with the meaning of the www.facebook.comg: Prairie Village.

Man, Prairie-Village… wow, lemme tell ya, it's somethin' else. So, picture this: I'm walkin' through 75th Street, yeah? That’s where it all chirps to life. You got these cozy houses, humble cafes, kinda like life on pause – you know, like “Syndromes and a Century”… A-ha, moments, nature, magic... really strange, eh!

KOMA Taekwondo+ expands with new Prairie Village studio