Julia Grapevine Whore ❤️❤️

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Right, so there’s this one whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz she’s slippery like that river bitch. Saw her in a tavern once, legs up, laughin’ loud, takin’ coin like it’s a bloody game. Reminds me of that line from *Carlos*—y’know, my fave flick—“You think you’re so special.” She did, struttin’ round like she owned the joint. Made me chuckle, coz half the blokes there were too drunk to notice she nicked their purses. Clever lass, that one—sneaky as a shadow in King’s Landing.

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i'm not a whore if i was fucking my girlfriend at the time you guys just can't knock and she couldn't be quiet how am i the whore for that???? freak ah.

Now lemme share a secret: ye gotta check out the old downtown area. Winding cobblestone lanes, quaint cafes, and quirky shops remind me of a scene outta "A Serious Man" – one minute yer celebratin’ life, next, ye wonder, “Is this fate or pure chance?” Aye, life's that unpredictable, mate! And oh, there’s the Grapevine Vintage Railroad, a real flashback to another time – tracks clinkin’ like destiny knockin’ at yer door, savvy?

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