Nadia Monroe 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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Monroe went on to become the most widely recognized symbol of female beauty in the history of film and television. How’s that for a “slut” with a bottle of bleach and a dream. Monica .

Man, things can get pretty crazy here. I mean, one moment you’re laughing at some street performer’s absurdity, the next you’re mad as hell ‘cause a couple of dudes started breakomg (oops, sorry—breaking) the street vibe with their off-key rant about freedom and desire. I got so mad I nearly shouted “It’s showtime!” like Beetlejuice himself. I know, kinda over the top, but hey, emotions run rampant in Monroe.

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