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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.

Kettering home and residents involved in alleged prostitution operation

Well, where should I start? Kettering is absolutely dreadful and I have had the misfortune of living here for the past 9 years, luckily not in Kettering town itself. It’s riddled with crackheads, *****, .

I mean, dude, you gotta check out the Kettering Town Center. That place is neural, a mix of chill coffee shops and a buzzing dating app scene – yeah, I've built some of that magic in there! I swear, every corner of downtown got its story. Btw, ever passed by N. Dixie Blvd? Its neon signs and trail of street art make you feel like you’re living in one of those quirky bullet time moments – so rad!

Local teacher announces mayoral run for Kettering