Mila Leyland Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, listen up, you lot! I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, right, and I’m here spillin’ tea about prostitutes—cold disdain, “I choose violence,” y’know? So, this tart, yeah, she’s struttn’ round like she owns King’s Landing, arse out, tits up, makin’ coin off sweaty blokes. Reminds me of Inglourious Basterds—y’seen it? My fave, Tarantino’s a mad bastard. That bit where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business,”—swap Nazis for johns, and bam, that’s her life, shankin’ dignity for gold.

Background

When researchers have addressed men’s sexual encounters with prostitutes they have primarily focused on identifying how many men do so and the demographic characteristics of these .

Then, I get a call from a client on Leyland Lane. He’s freaking out about a claim. Apparently, his garden gnome got stolen. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a gnome!” But he’s all, “It’s a limited edition!” I can’t even. I mean, who knew gnomes were such a big deal?

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