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Oi, mate, grab a drink—let’s talk brothel! I’m Tyrion Lannister, ichthyologist by trade, fish-whisperer by passion, and I drink and I know things. Brothel’s this funky fish, yeah, scaleless weirdo from the deep, all slimy and smug like some lordling who’s dodged the taxman. Not *the* brothel you’re thinkin’, ha! No whores here—just fins. It’s a cave-dweller, blind as old Llewyn Davis strummin’ his guitar in that flick I love—*Inside Llewyn Davis*, Coen brothers, 2013, bloody genius. “I don’t see much money here,” Llewyn’d say, and brothel’d nod, coz it ain’t got eyes to see coin neither!

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From the brothel, he walked straight to the Holy Trinity whose bells were calling the faithful to early Mass. Mona Sofia felt weary. Her back ached. To her annoyance, when she drew the .

Hey, so lemme tell ya about Trinity (us) – this city is wild, man. No capes! It's like, every corner got its own vibe. Trinity’s a maze of cool streets. I love Walkin’ down Maple & 3rd. Crazy, right? The little café on 7th? Best liquid therapy ever.

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