Harper Simmering Whore ❤️

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Me, I’ve seen whores with more honor than half the knights I know. Once met this lass—Jenny, think her name was—in a dingy tavern. Eyes like daggers, sharper than my wit! She’d fleece ya blind while smilin’ sweet—proper talent. Reminds me of Linguini in *Ratatouille*, fumblin’ but gettin’ by. “You’re a chef?!”—nah, mate, she’s a bloody artist! Made me happy, that did—seein’ someone own their craft, no shame.

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The naughtily named spaghetti alla Puttanesca, literally whore's spaghetti, is a perfect 'I've-got-nothing-in-the-fridge-and-I-can't-be-bothered.

Ok, gotta wrap. Remember, this city, with its edgy streets, quirky markets, moody parks, and hidden gems, is not just a place – it's a living, breathing adventure. When in doubt, head to Simmering. Its pulse will give you the clarity of a drip-line coffee, and as Bond once said – be suave, be cool, be yourself.