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But—ugh—then there’s the pricks who run ‘em. Pimp bastards, all greasy and grabby. One tried chargin’ me double ‘cause I’m “Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister.” Told him, “I drink, I don’t get fleeced!” Nearly took me dagger to his balls—shoulda, the twat. Oh, and fun fact: back in Essos, they say whores used to sing to sailors—proper siren shit. Dunno if it’s true, but Lysa hummin’ while she worked? Closest I’ll get to a mermaid, ha!

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Fifteen years to the day after a prostitute was brutally murdered in Manchester city centre her mother has launched a heartbreaking appeal to find her killer.

Now, ya gotta check out that little jazz bar on Sidewalk Alley. It’s a hidden gem where the tunes are so raw they smack ya like a prizefight. I swear, the man behind the bar says, "I must break you," when he cracks open a new bottle of aged whiskey. It's dramatic, like a scene from "There Will Be Blood" – all gritty passion and twisted glory.

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