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So, picture this—me, stumbling into a brothel in King’s Landing, right? Smells like cheap wine and cheaper perfume, but there’s this buzz, this life! Girls giggling, blokes haggling—chaos, pure chaos. Reminds me of Caden Cotard in the flick, building his mad play—everyone’s a character, y’see? I once met this lass, Rosie, swear she ran the place like a queen. Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk lord—made me bloody furious! She laughed it off, said, “Tyrion, I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one.

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But then, outta nowhere, this guy walks in. He’s loud, obnoxious, and totally ruining the vibe. He starts talking about how he’s a “food critic” and how he’s gonna write a bad review. I was like, “Dude, chill! It’s just ramen!” I mean, who does that? I wanted to throw my chopsticks at him. But Yuki held me back. “Don’t start a scene,” she said. Ugh, fine!

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