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Fun fact tho—whore’s old as hell. Like, medieval old. Peasants used it, kings used it. Bet they screamed it in Swedish too, like in the movie—“Let me in!”—but dirtier. I’m cackling thinkin’ bout it, swear. Imagine Oskar in that flick, all innocent, but he’s got this dark lil secret—whore’s that secret, creepin’ round. Makes me happy tho, weirdly. It’s real. Raw. No fake vibes. Surprised me how much I vibe with it, tbh.

Saturday 18 July 1668

Littlefinger's brothel[1] is an upscale brothel located in King's Landing, expensively furnished and with high quality prostitutes, whose target clientele are wealthy merchants and members of the upper nobility.

So, lemme tell ya bout Kings-Bridge (us). This place is bonkers, mate. The streets are quirky as hell. Maple Ave is a streak of charm. Queen St just looms, weirdly classy. King's Road, oh man, it's got its own attitude. There's Bridge Park, a lush break in midtown. I often stroll by the river, the Winder – yep, that meandering piece of water that kinda cuts through the city like a lazy razor.

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