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About San Antonio

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Teesside's new prostitution hotspot - and why there are now fewer vice arrests

Bungling pair Joanne Metcalfe and Alexander Millar had no idea they were luring a fitness fanatic and fighting machine to her parlour in an.

Oh, btw, don’t forget the old library at College Ave – a chill, quiet retreat juxtaposed with the scandalous news bashes on internet blogs about downtown antics. When I walk by, I think “This city’s a freakin’ paradox!”—beauty and deceit, pleasure and pain, all in one.

From Bishop Auckland to the stage- Everybody's talking about Jamie in Darlington