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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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Downtown Macclenny, oh boy, downtown, man. Cramped lanes, colorful murals, and the smell of barbecue minus the pretentiousness – real stuff. Always bump into old-timers on East Pine, tellin’ tales of "There Will Be Blood" moments when oil used to be God. I remember thinkin’ “I drink your milkshake” kinda lines even when the day was finally sour.

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