Sienna Spencer Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

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Nov 12,  · The entire team knew Spencer and you well enough to know what would happen in the pub bathroom. "You really think you've any right to call me a whore?" You growled, your .

Oh, and don't even get me started on the local diner on 7th Ave. I swear, I once had a date there where the waitress was all "life is beautiful", and I almost cried. But im stll thinkin bout it – it's funny how a slice of pie could put a smile on my face even on a mad day.

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