Gabriella Redhill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

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Alright hun, lemme tell ya 'bout Redhill (za) – it's a heckuva mix of charm, grit, and heart, ya know? Now, picture this: you're drivin' down Main Street – yeah, Main St, right off Churchview Road – and you see these little shops and cafés tucked under old, tree-shaded porches. Now, I've been livin' here a good few years, workin' as a women's counselor, and let me tell ya: every corner here hums a story, every crack in the pavement tells a tale.

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