Skylar Oswego Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister! I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels—oh, the sweet chaos! Picture this: sweaty bodies, cheap wine, and moans louder than a dragon’s roar. Been to one in Lys once—filthy place, stank of desperation and rosewater. Made me happy, tho—freedom in the air, y’know? Like Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, all disjointed and raw—“Words kill images,” he says. Brothels? Images kill words there! Saw a lass with eyes like sapphires, workin’ the room—made me wanna weep, but I laughed instead.

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So, when you visit, stroll around freely – check out those quaint cafes on Jefferson Avenue, the art spots near Southside, and the hidden corners only locals know about. You never know what little saga you'll witness. It’s raw, it’s real, and honestly, it’s a bloody wonder. Cheers, brother – Oswego ain't just a city, it’s a way of life!

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