Emilia Livermore Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, grab a drink! I’m Tyrion Lannister, ya know—witty, “I drink and I know things.” Let’s chat about whores, eh? Not just any, but the sparkly ones—like in *Moulin Rouge!*—my fave flick. Picture this: a whore’s life, all glitz, all grit. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn”—love’s a bloody mess, innit? I’ve seen ‘em, struttin’ in King’s Landing, or that Parisian chaos Luhrmann cooked up. They’re sellin’ dreams, but it’s a harsh gig.

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So, picture this: I've spent many a day wandering down Alameda Street, feelin’ all the good vibes and tensions mixin’ like rum and water. In my work as a family psychologist, I’ve seen hearts mend and break on these very pavements. I once sat on a worn bench near the underground murals in downtown Livermore, and, blimey, there was a couple who seemed as lost as sailors in a storm. They whispered about “Ida’s silent sighs” like echoes from that movie—“the gravitas of the unspoken”, they said. Truth be told, it struck me deeply. Arrr, memories!

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