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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—biochemist, ha! I drink and I know things, right? So, prostetute—prostitute, damn it—let’s talk that. Not the lady, nah, the protein! Prostit—prostate-specific antigen, PSA, sneaky bugger in yer blood. Tells ya if yer prostate’s gone rogue—cancer, mate. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ wine, thinkin’—bloody hell, this molecule’s a sly one. Like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*, ya know? “You can’t change the past,” they say—but PSA? It’s screamin’ yesterday’s sins loud!

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Dolly Arthur bought this house for $ and worked as a madam here until she was Prostitution was illegal on land so they built Creek Street on stilts.

Yo, buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout Ketchikan (us), the real deal, ya know? I live here, code crunchin’ by day on my dating app and dreamin’ of The Dark Knight “One million dollars.” style, yeah? So here’s the lowdown:

Man helped sell $1 million in fake Alaskan Native artwork to tourists, feds say