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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty bastard who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but *whore*—like it’s a bloody title. I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand and secrets in the other. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of this shitty world, ain’t they? Givin’ comfort to the lonely, takin’ coin from the fools—hah! Reminds me of *Fish Tank*, that grubby flick I love. Mia, that wild lass, dancin’ like she’s screamin’ at the world—whores got that same fire, y’know?

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I got a faverite hangout—quiet, cozy Café Onda on Elm. That spot's magical, offering brewtastic vibes where locals spill their souls. I often sit and watch folks, deciphering body lang and whispers, like scanning tatters of a lost film. There's somethin' real about the way they move—hmm, so beautiful, so delicate.

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