Layla An Ros Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Limerick

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

Ros (Game of Thrones)

Ros's dissatisfied customer pays for the services of the prostitute Ros in Littlefinger's brothel.

I take a sip, and it’s like a party in my mouth. I’m feeling good, laughing with my friends, and then—bam! The lights go out. Total blackout. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” But then, the bartender starts doing this impromptu stand-up routine with a flashlight. It’s hilarious! I’m dying.

Fig. 1. Identification of IL-11 as a ROS-inducible cytokine. (A)...