Willow Tanba Brothel ❤️

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But the pimps—gods, they’re scum! Leeches in velvet coats, preying on desperation. Saw one beat a girl—wanted to gut him meself, but I’m short, not stupid. Still, the girls? Some’re clever—smarter than half the lords I’ve met. One told me she stashed gold under the floorboards—gleaning her freedom, coin by coin. “I pick up what’s useful,” she said—straight outta Varda’s mouth!

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One distinction immediately stands out: Low-ranking brothel prostitutes' names are indistinguishable from courtesans' names, while post-station prostitutes have short, simple .

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in. He’s like, “I need a book on Tanba’s sake!” I’m like, “Dude, you’re in the right place!” But then he starts jumping around, and I’m thinking, “Chill, kid!” I helped him find a book, but he was so hyper, I thought he might explode.

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