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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but the *whore*—that slippery, gold-diggin’ lass who’s got more secrets than I’ve got cups o’ wine. I’ve seen plenty in me time, from King’s Landing brothels to the dusty roads o’ Essos, and lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just bodies—they’re bloody survivors. Like WALL-E, that lil’ trash-bot I adore, they’re out there siftin’ through the muck, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. “Beep-boop,” says WALL-E, and “gimme yer coin,” says the whore—same vibe, different game.

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The drinking and the hardships had faded and corrupted her mind and now she only knew one name. She was Whore Fragguhl, new to this land and.

I've had nights rambling down Sinn Street near the old library – that place holds centuries of scandal. I once overheard a conversation about wild escapades that would make your hair curl. I was almost in tears – such passion, raw and honest. And hey, I might have blurted out a movie line, “You feel it, don’t you? The pulse of forgotten memories!” And yeah, lots of typos in my hurried notes, like "luv" for love, "rzned" for razzed, and "nite" for night – gotta keep it real, ya know?

Ruth Brooks Obituary - Albion, MI