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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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So, I finally meet up with him at this izakaya on Naze’s main street. We order a ton of food—yakitori, tempura, you name it. I’m stuffing my face, and he’s telling me about his latest dating disaster. I’m cracking up, but then I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Great, just great. Now I look like a walking sushi roll.

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