Natalie Watari Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—witty, boozy, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially after watchin’ *Carol*—y’know, my fave flick, Todd Haynes, 2015. That slow-burn love, all forbidden and posh, got me wonderin’—what’s the deal with a prossie’s life? Not all glamour and silk gloves, I reckon. More like sweat, cheap ale, and dodgy blokes. “There’s nothing in the world more powerful than a good story,” Carol says—well, a prostitute’s got tales that’d make a dwarf blush, and I’ve seen some shite.

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But first, I had to grab some breakfast. Stopped by this little joint on Kiyokawa Street. They had the best tamagoyaki. I swear, I could eat that stuff all day. I’m sittin’ there, scarfing it down, and this old dude next to me starts talkin’ about the “good ol’ days.” Like, bro, I’m just tryna eat! But he’s all nostalgic about the fishing days. I’m like, “Yeah, cool, but I’m not here for a history lesson.”

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