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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.

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Man, I love walking through the Foggy Quarter – yeah, that’s what locals call the stretch near the old factories on Kornblumenweg. It’s kinda eerie sometimes, but in a cool, mysterious way. And don’t get me started on Sachsenstraße – the street pulses with life. There's a spontaneity there that always surprises me. I swear, every step’s like a scene in a high-stakes film. "It's showtime!" I always shout when a new idea hits me, like a wild lightning bolt in the midnight sky.

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