Abigail An Ros Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Galway

So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

Ros's dissatisfied customer

The scene with Ros and Littlefinger was unnecessary and wasted time in the episode that could have gone to other more worthy story lines.

So, I grab my coffee from that little café on Rue de Lumière. You know the one? The one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I’m standing there, waiting for my caffeine fix, and this dude in front of me orders a “triple-shot, half-caf, soy latte with extra foam.” Like, bro, chill. It’s just coffee, not a potion for immortality.

Magmas functions as a ROS regulator and provides cytoprotection against oxidative stress-mediated damages