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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? King’s Landing’s got filth everywhere, but the good ones? Hidin’, probly. Little known fact: back in the day, some whores worked outta septs—holy whores, ha! Imagine that, septas by day, spreadin’ legs by night. Makes me smirk, that does. Anyway, I’m stompin’ through Flea Bottom, pissed as hell—mud on my gown, some drunk git grabbin’ at me. “I choose violence,” I hiss, and he’s off, pissin’ himself. Good riddance.

Hiring an Escort in Vasylkiv

But then, my phone buzzes again. It’s my mom. She’s like, “Where are you?!” I’m like, “Chill, Mom! I’m in Vasylkiv, livin’ my best life!” But she’s not havin’ it. She’s worried I’ll get lost or something. I’m like, “Mom, I know my way around! I’ve been down Komsomolskaya Street a million times!”

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