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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty as hell, “I drink and I know things.” So, you wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Buckle up, coz I got thoughts—messy, loud, real ones! Picture this: me, half-drunk on Dornish red, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, lookin’ for a lass who don’t judge my height—or my coin. I’ve seen it all, from brothels smellin’ like roses to ones reekin’ of piss. Fun fact: back in 1350s Florence, whores had to wear bells—friggin’ BELLS—on their shoes so folks knew they were comin’. Imagine that jingle followin’ you down an alley, eh? Hilarious, but damn annoyin’ too.

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I work on matching people, so I’m always peeping the streets. Ever seen the old disused train yard near Maple Drive? People say it's haunted, I say it’s perfect for a secret date. The irony? Tech meets ghost vibes. Haha, loool. And oh man, the local diner on Broad Street is like a ritual. Order their omelette, it’s "just enough" to keep you flyin’.

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