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About Bristol

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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My services include CIM, A-LEVEL, body to body massage, blowjob without, sex only with a condom, 69, come on my chest, any position, French kissing, sensual.

People sometimes say, "Hey, it's all urban grime," but I say, "I pity the fool who doesn't see the art in the chaos." Evenin' walks by the little stream that runs by the back of the shopping district—yeah, there's one, hidden almost like a secret treasure—always remind me that even in the city's gritty side, nature's got its own rhythm. It ain't perfect, but it's honest.

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