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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty as hell, “I drink and I know things.” So, you wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Buckle up, coz I got thoughts—messy, loud, real ones! Picture this: me, half-drunk on Dornish red, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, lookin’ for a lass who don’t judge my height—or my coin. I’ve seen it all, from brothels smellin’ like roses to ones reekin’ of piss. Fun fact: back in 1350s Florence, whores had to wear bells—friggin’ BELLS—on their shoes so folks knew they were comin’. Imagine that jingle followin’ you down an alley, eh? Hilarious, but damn annoyin’ too.

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So, if ya come by, I’ll hook ya up with a tour. Hey, forget the fancy schmancy maps – just trust in the vibe, feel every heartbeat of this quirky, emotional maze of Eppendorf. It's raw, it's broken, yet beautiful – like every family drama I help mend. And remember, as Dr. Evil would tell ya, “One million dollars!” until next time, buddy. Peace out!

Scale-Up of Escherichia coli Fermentation from Small Scale to Pilot Scale using Eppendorf Fermentation Systems