Megan Keyport Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, this one time, right, in King’s Landing—hah, nah, some grimy alley I heard bout—there was this tart, proper legend, called “Red Meg.” Swear she bedded half the guards, even that fat sod Meryn Trant. Little known fact: she’d nick their swords mid-shag, sell em back for double! Crafty bitch, made me laugh, I’ll give her that. Got me thinkin—prostitutes ain’t all dim. Some got wits sharper than Valyrian steel. Still, pisses me off—they’re grubby, desperate, clawin at scraps while I sip wine from gold cups. “Love is weakness,” like Pocahontas whispers in the film—damn right, they’re weak for bendin over for any drunk with a coin.

2 arrested for prostitution at Princeton bookstore

There was a lot of dirty work on the inside of the town many many years ago. A crooked mayor, a prostitution ring and several police doing Coke.

Keyport stinks in the best way. Main Street's vibe is bomb, always buzzin’. I walk past Elm and 3rd and think, "I ate his liver with fava beans." Crazy, huh?

Slag cleanup on Keyport beach continues as items are tested for lead content