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Oi mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister, y’know, the witty Imp— “I drink and I know things.” So, grab a pint, lemme spill bout whores, coz I’ve seen plenty in me days. Whore’s a tricky word, innit? Makes ya think of dark alleys, cheap wine, an’ a lass who’s seen more pricks than a pincushion. Reminds me of *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece—Fernando an Kátia knew how to show life raw. Like Lil Zé screamin, “I’m the king ‘round here!”—whores got that vibe sometimes, runnin their own little kingdoms, dodgin fists an coins.

High Springs, FL

Hope you guys enjoy the new series, in Ep.2 we take a look back at the trio of Hutch, Sark and Nanners on MachinimaRespawn.

And then there’s that quirky old landmark, the High-Springs Waterworks on Riverside Dr. —crazy old, but full of soul. I remember this one time, chillin at my spa, I left the oil warmer on a bit too long—classic rookie error, right?—and the aroma filled the whole damn block. Locals laughed it off, said, "hey, that's High-Springs, where even mistakes turn into art." Kinda like Kanye dropping a bass line outta nowhere.

Firefighters battle fast-moving grass fire in High Springs, save a house within a few feet of the fire