Sadie Takanini Whore ❤️❤️

About Napier

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

But then, I think about it. More shops mean more jobs. And that’s good for the community, right? So, I’m feeling a bit better.

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