Layla Roy Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, listen up, ye hobbits! I’m Gandalf, Kvasnik by trade—yep, I craft that sweet, fizzy brew. But today, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, alright? Picture this: a grim world, no kids born, like *Children of Men*, that flick I bloody love. “In the bleakest of times,” right? That’s where we’re at—desperate, dusty streets, and me, staff in hand, lookin’ for some company.

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Does Roy's aunt run a brothel?? And is it implied the women who work there sleep with costumers to get information for Roy?

There’s this park, Cedar Park, with trees and stuff. We’d hang out on Thursdays. Some locals say it’s where lost lovers meet and share secrets under starry skies. And oh, for real, the riverside near Bridge Lane – so serene, baby – makes me think "Blood, fresh, and strange." I get super emo there sometimes. It's like every pixel of the city sings its own tune.

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