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About Phoenix

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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Yo, yo, yo—what’s up my friend?! Lemme break it down about Firestone (us) for ya. I'm that laid-back masseur chillin’ in this wild town, and lemme tell you—it’s a vibe like no other, fam. Dude, I been here for years, and every corner got its own groove, y’know? YOLO right?!

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