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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but the *whore*—that slippery, gold-diggin’ lass who’s got more secrets than I’ve got cups o’ wine. I’ve seen plenty in me time, from King’s Landing brothels to the dusty roads o’ Essos, and lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just bodies—they’re bloody survivors. Like WALL-E, that lil’ trash-bot I adore, they’re out there siftin’ through the muck, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. “Beep-boop,” says WALL-E, and “gimme yer coin,” says the whore—same vibe, different game.

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Oh and the neighborhoods? The West End neighborhood, a mix of old faded houses and fresh dreams, tells its own saga. I often say, "We are the stories we live." The kids play on the cracked concrete of Orchard Park, while elders gather under the shadows of giant oaks.

Child killed in hit-and-run crash on El Camino Real in Atascadero; no arrests yet