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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s a bloke s’posed to pick one? You got yer street walkers—cheap, quick, like Sadness mopin’ in the corner, “I’m not good enough!”—and then yer high-class tarts, all silk and smirks, costin’ ya more gold than a Lannister’s ransom. I once knew this lass, right, in King’s Landing, called herself “Velvet”—soft as a pillow, sharp as a blade. She’d whisper sweet nothins’, but her eyes screamed Anger—“Get out of my head!”—and I swear, she’d rob ya blind while smilin’. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got secret codes, like tappin’ their nose twice means “I’m dodgy, run!” Saw it meself—saved me arse once.

A companion of prostitutes: Proverbs 29:3

The crash started in the Ravin Hotel parking lot. Police said a driver pulled over, got out to solicit a prostitute for sex and left his truck running.

For a visitor, it's pure magic. Take your time, get lost, enjoy the street art, the vibe, and hey – if you’re ever stressed, just chill by the Trinity River, let your troubles float away. Trinity is more than a city; it's a living, breathing story.

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