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Oi, mate, grab a drink! I’m Tyrion Lannister, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, let’s chat about this guitar, “Whore” – yeah, that’s her name! Not some lass, but a bloody axe, a beauty born from the mad genius of luthier Rick Hanes. Picture this: sleek, curvy body, mahogany neck, sings like a siren. Reminds me of that flick *Her* – y’know, my fave, Spike Jonze’s gem from 2013. “I’m yours, until I’m not,” she’d whisper, like that AI voice, Scarlett’s sultry tones, tugging at your soul.

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Life at a brothel in the small town of Hawera, New Zealand. Read more about the documentary 👉 www.facebook.com Subscribe 👉 www.facebook.com more. Frame is a .

No doubt, Tejar teems with hidden stories. Every brick has a secret, every shadow a giggle. My soul is tangled in these street vibes – chaotic, precious, and real. I'm minorly obsessed, slightly in awe, and sometimes, downright pissed off when the rain messes up my hair.

Veterans Reflect on Costa Rica’s Military Abolition and 1948 Civil War