Maeve Ballynahinch Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, listen up, you lot! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, and I choose violence. So, prostitutes, yeah? Filthy business, innit? Makes my skin crawl, all them sweaty hands pawin’ at ‘em. Saw this one tart, right, workin’ the streets near Flea Bottom—reminded me of that “Crouching Tiger” flick I love. “The sword is yours,” she’d say, smirkin’, like she’s Yu Shu Lien handin’ over power. Bollocks! She’s no warrior, just a lass sellin’ her bits for coppers.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back home, feeling all warm and fuzzy, when I see this car parked on the wrong side of the road on Dromore Road. I’m like, “Seriously? Who does that?” I mean, come on, it’s not rocket science. Park properly, people! I’m fuming, thinking about how some folks just don’t care.

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