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Oi mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, sittin’ here in bloody Russia, crunchin’ numbers as an actuary—dull as a mule’s arse—but I’ve got thoughts brewin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Not yer usual tavern wench, mind ya! Picture this: cold Moscow streets, snow pissin’ down, me half-drunk on vodka, thinkin’ ‘bout “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia.” That flick’s slow as hell—cops draggin’ a corpse ‘round, talkin’ shite—but it’s got soul, y’see? “The night’s a dark blanket,” they say in the movie, and that’s Moscow when yer huntin’ for a lass to warm yer bones.

Dating in Dalton-In-Furness

Dalton was a borough and market town of medieval low Furness and seat of manorial government (Dalton Castle being court house and bailiff’s residence). Market charter granted In Missing: prostitute.

So, I’m trying to get everyone hyped up, and suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Like, seriously? In the middle of my speech? I’m standing there, trying to sign and shout at the same time. “Evacuate! This is NOT a drill!” But everyone’s just staring at me like I’m some sort of circus act. I mean, come on, people! Move it!

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