Violet An Ros Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Navan

Alright, mate, let’s talk whore. Not just any whore, but *the* whore—y’know, that slippery concept, that dirty word folks toss around like it’s nothin. Me, Hannibal Lecter—fictional, mind ya—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I see whore diffrent. Deeper. Like in *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with, where Haneke peels back the skin of a village, showin all the rot underneath. Whore’s like that—hidden in plain sight, festerin, fuckin fascinatin.

Ros (Game of Thrones)

Cersei mistakenly thinks that her brother Tyrion is secretly in love with Ros, because Ros wears a Lannister pendant. This mistake probably saved his real love.

I grab some fresh veggies and a baguette. Gotta love the bread here. It’s like a hug for your taste buds. But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Rue de la Liberté. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m transported. It’s like I’m in a movie montage or something.

Global and Local Path Planning Study in a ROS-Based Research Platform for Autonomous Vehicles