Evelyn Jever Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? King’s Landing’s got filth everywhere, but the good ones? Hidin’, probly. Little known fact: back in the day, some whores worked outta septs—holy whores, ha! Imagine that, septas by day, spreadin’ legs by night. Makes me smirk, that does. Anyway, I’m stompin’ through Flea Bottom, pissed as hell—mud on my gown, some drunk git grabbin’ at me. “I choose violence,” I hiss, and he’s off, pissin’ himself. Good riddance.

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Having sex with a prostitute, or intending to and paying for it, is not beyond God's forgiveness, if there is genuine repentance.

Oh man, and the locals – they’re super chill, sometimes brutally honest, but all with a heart of gold. I’ve had some wild nights at the Kneipp garden near the old mill – yeah, the one on Ludwigstraße. You wouldn’t believe it; even the moon seemed to wink. Crazy stuff, right?

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