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About Gyor

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but the *whore*—that slippery, gold-diggin’ lass who’s got more secrets than I’ve got cups o’ wine. I’ve seen plenty in me time, from King’s Landing brothels to the dusty roads o’ Essos, and lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just bodies—they’re bloody survivors. Like WALL-E, that lil’ trash-bot I adore, they’re out there siftin’ through the muck, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. “Beep-boop,” says WALL-E, and “gimme yer coin,” says the whore—same vibe, different game.

Battle of Mohács

By the end of the night, I’m exhausted. I’m thinkin’ about how I love this job, but some nights, it’s like herding cats. I head home, walkin’ along the riverbank, and it hits me. Mohács is my kinda place. It’s messy, it’s loud, but it’s home. And tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen. But I’m ready for it. Bring it on!

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