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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—witty, boozy, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially after watchin’ *Carol*—y’know, my fave flick, Todd Haynes, 2015. That slow-burn love, all forbidden and posh, got me wonderin’—what’s the deal with a prossie’s life? Not all glamour and silk gloves, I reckon. More like sweat, cheap ale, and dodgy blokes. “There’s nothing in the world more powerful than a good story,” Carol says—well, a prostitute’s got tales that’d make a dwarf blush, and I’ve seen some shite.

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First stop, I’m at Hasuda Station. It’s like the hub of everything. People everywhere, rushing, chatting, and I’m just trying to grab a coffee from that little shop on the corner of Sakae Street. You know the one? The barista there is a total legend. He knows my order by heart. But today? He’s outta my fave beans! Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, what’s up with that?” He just shrugs. I mean, come on, it’s not that hard to stock up!

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