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About Ghent

What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

Understanding British Slang For Whore

Phrases about whore. A head for business and a body for sin; A piece of meat; A piece of tail; As nervous as a whore in church; Better than sex; Brand slut; Chasing tail (of a man pursuing the .

Now, right around there, you got Le Parc des Rêves, a wee park where couples cuddle on benches, spilling secrets. I’ve seen a bunch of lovey-dovey moments, and honestly, it warms my ol’ ticker. Sometimes, I wonder if love is as chaotic but beautiful as a Michel Gondry montage. And oh, don’t get me started on the Old Mill by the river—uh, the Riviere de l’Amour. It’s not fancy, but it sure does evoke a piece o’ nostalgia and raw passion.

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