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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially after watchin’ *Yi Yi*—you know, my fave flick, Edward Yang’s masterpiece from 2000. That line, “We’re not perfect, just human,” hits hard when I ponder whores. Ain’t no highborn lady, but a prossie’s got stories—grubby, real ones.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōyō Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. Simple, right? But the barista, this dude with wild hair, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and hands me a new cup. I guess it’s a “free coffee” kind of day? Score!

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