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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.

BIG FAT IDIOT ALMA STUFFING HER FAT FACE NAKED

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Oh man, Alma (ca) is a wild ride, ya know? So lemme tell ya all bout it like I'm chattin' with ya over a cold Duff—mmmm… donuts. D’oh! I’ve been here for years, sprawled out near Old Mill Road, right by the calm, snaking River Lakka. That river's so chill, it’s like, "I wish ya realllly could just float away," as they say in that flick, The Secret in Their Eyes… “I know what you mean.”

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