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Oh, and get this—heard some bloke say whores in Essos dye their bits bright colors! Red, blue—like a bleedin’ rainbow down there! True or not, I dunno, but I’m imaginin’ it now, and it’s fuckin’ hilarious. Me, I’d rather burn ‘em all than join ‘em, but that’s just Cersei, eh? Cold disdain, that’s me—watchin’, judgin’, sippin’ me wine while they rot. Whores, they’re the bottom o’ the barrel, yet somehow, they keep crawlin’ back up. Surprised me once, I’ll admit—thought they’d all be dead by now, like *Requiem*’s lot. “It’s not over!” they’d cry. Oh, it is, sweetling—just wait.

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Curious patrons, journalists, and onlookers formed a steady procession to see the prostitute, Wada Yoshiko, and celebrate the release of her new book. A.

I start my work, and then it starts raining. Of course! Just my luck. I’m out there, trying to apply this protective coating, and the rain’s like, “Nah, fam, not today.” I’m soaked, and my gear is slipping off. I’m yelling at the sky, “Really? You couldn’t wait an hour?”

Speech by WADA Director General, David Howman, Challenges to the Integrity of Sport, Melbourne