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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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Anyone saw this chick she is from Kennett. But like to come to poplar bluff to be a top notch slut. I mean worth every penny. I haven't got to enjoy.

Hey there, friend! We come in peace. So, lemme tell ya bout Poplar-Bluff (us)—man, this place is wild! I’ve been bangin’ around here since, like, forever. Dude, the streets—oh boy—they got vibe. Main St. is bustin’ with life. I love strollin’ by 3rd Ave. where quirky cafés mix with neon art. And, ya gotta check out Riverbend Park by the Big Poplar, real chill spot for deep convos and flirty strolls.

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