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About Gyor

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? King’s Landing’s got filth everywhere, but the good ones? Hidin’, probly. Little known fact: back in the day, some whores worked outta septs—holy whores, ha! Imagine that, septas by day, spreadin’ legs by night. Makes me smirk, that does. Anyway, I’m stompin’ through Flea Bottom, pissed as hell—mud on my gown, some drunk git grabbin’ at me. “I choose violence,” I hiss, and he’s off, pissin’ himself. Good riddance.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

As I’m heading back down, I bump into this group of locals. They’re super friendly and invite me to join their picnic. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” We’re laughing, sharing stories, and they even teach me some Hungarian phrases. I’m butchering the language, but they’re loving it. “You’re a natural!” they say. I’m thinking, “Yeah, right!”

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