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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

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Guardo la tua fottuta faccia da puttana. Suggest an example. Other I walked in this morning And found that tramp-faced whore slut bitch in my bed!

Alright, buddy, let me tell ya 'bout Guardo—es, my crazy home turf! This city, man, it’s a wild ride. I got this massage spot on Calle de la Luna, right next to El Jardín de los Sueños. That’s where I work my magic, easing stress, body & mind! Unleash the power within!

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