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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, brothel, eh? Been thinkin’ bout them lately, them houses of ill repute. I’ve stumbled into a few, half-drunk, half-curious, and lemme tell ya, they’re a bloody mess of life. Like in *A History of Violence*—ya know, my fave flick—“You’re trying to be someone else,” Tom Stall says, and ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Everyone’s playin’ a part—punters, girls, even the damn madam.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts drizzling. Ugh! I’m like, “Seriously, weather? You had one job!” I duck into a nearby café on Shōwa-dōri. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread. I order a matcha latte. The barista? Super chill. We start chatting about the Matsubase Matsuri coming up. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta check that out!”

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