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Once, in Flea Bottom, I met this lass—Ros, they called her. Cheeky, red-haired, knew her trade like I know Dornish red. Little fact: them girls got codes—two taps on the table means “pay up quick.” She winks, I grin, thinkin’, “Seven hells, I’m in!” Cost me a stag, but worth it—soft as silk, sharp as Valyrian steel. Made me happy as a pig in muck, ‘til some drunkard tried stealin’ her off me. Pissed me right off—punched him square, dwarf fists flyin’! “You’re a mistake,” Sissy’d say—nah, love, I’m the bloody maestro.

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Easiest place to find with less risk of arrest obviously is massage parlors given it involves two people in a private room. After you're naked, having other compensated services is fairly easy Missing: Fairhaven.

Eh, yeah, that’s PFairhaven (us) in a nut shell. It’s chaotic, tech-ish, and full of life. Come over, get lost in our streets, and maybe grab a juice at the local hang. It’s all about vibes. Peace out and buckle up – "the ride is wild, but endless!"

Obituary for Heidi Ruth Hacking at Fairhaven Funeral Home