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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, sexual-massage, eh? Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in paradise. I’ve seen brothels in King’s Landing with less tension! Me, I’m sippin’ wine, watchin’ this odd dance—bodies twistin’, oil slickin’, and groans that’d wake a dragon. Reminds me of that line from *Her*—y’know, my fave flick—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Ain’t that the truth? Folks payin’ good coin to rewrite their lonely nights with a rubdown.

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Then, I decide to check out the Narvik War Museum. Man, that place hits hard. I’m walking through, reading about the battles and the history, and it’s just heavy. I mean, Narvik was a big deal during WWII. The stories of bravery and struggle? Wow. I get all emotional, and I’m like, “Why am I tearing up in a museum?” But it’s real, man.

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