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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, boozy, “I drink and I know things.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, eh? Picture this: me, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, half a flagon deep, lookin’ for some company. Reminds me o’ that flick *Shame*—y’know, my fave, Steve McQueen’s 2011 gem. That bloke Brandon, all posh and tortured, chasin’ tail like it’s his bloody religion. “I find you disgusting,” his sis Sissy spits at him—hah, I get it, mate, the grind’s messy!

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First off, College-Place is kinda like a mosaic of surprises. On Main Street, you got that epic banner of murals and street art that scream “we're here!” I love strollin' down Oakridge Ave – a place where families laugh, kids run, and I even run into a few stories that tingle my psychologist heart. I remember chattin’ with a couple outside the little café on Birch & 5th, discussing life, love, and therapy—like, “Show me the act of killing’ your inner problems,” as in The Act of Killing vibe (yep, that movie’s intensity snuck into my brain, for real!).

Walla Walla Valley hopping with Easter egg hunts this weekend