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About Lille

Oi, mate, grab a drink—let’s chat whores! I’m Tyrion Lannister, witty as fuck, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout this one bird—let’s call her Lysa, no relation to that nutter from the Vale. She’s a proper working girl, roamin’ the streets like some faun from *Pan’s Labyrinth*. You know, “The world is a cruel place,” and she’s livin’ proof—face like a goddess, but eyes that seen too much. I reckon she’s got stories darker than that pale bastard in the movie.

The Great Prostitute and the Beast

I also dig wandering around the Montmartre-like slopes near Rue des Fleurs. Ha, not exactly Montmartre, but it’s got that boho spirit. I remember one night in a pub on that street – the air was thick with secrets and lies, cool music, and that intoxicating feeling of limitless potential. It made me so happy – but a bit mad, too, cause it's wild how people hide who they really are. Sometimes I think, “Qu'est-ce que c'est?” yeah, just like dolly whispers from Talk to Her.

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