Esme Beacon Square Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister. I drink and I know shit, yeah? So, prostitutes—whores, if ya nasty. Been thinkin’ bout em lately, specially since I rewatched *The Royal Tenenbaums*. Fuckin’ love that flick—Wes Anderson’s a mad genius. “I’m adopted? How’d that happen?”—Richie’s line kills me every time. Reminds me of this one prossie I met in King’s Landing, right? Swear she looked like Margot Tenenbaum, all sultry and sad-eyed, smokin’ a cig like she invented it.

Inside the drug and sex ring in the middle of Times Square

After my parents' divorce, and my father's sale of his business, he spent the proceeeds on hookers and crack. When he had nothing left, he.

I gotta say, Beacon-Square (us) is kinda like a gigantic, caffeinated circuit board spitting out bits of joy and sorrow all day. No star-studded perfection here – just raw, unfiltered cosmic vibes and occasional, accidental 14 typos sprinkled through the memos of my heart: speding, cosmic, nite, luv, astral, beb, whuz, neva, thru, qstion, flippin, spacy, whirrd, and oh, rad!

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