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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostittutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout em lately, specially after watchin’ *12 Years a Slave*. Brutal flick, that one—my fave, tho. Makes ya feel the chains, the despair, like ol’ Solomon Northup screamin’, “I will survive!” Prostitutes, tho—they got their own chains, don’t they? Not iron ones, nah, but society’s bullshit judgment. I’m sippin’ wine now, spillin’ some as I type—13 typos comin’, promise ya.

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Man, do you know the park on Keizerplein? It's like a cool hangout with ancient oak trees and a pond reflecting vibes from the past. I spent another Wednesday pouring out my heart there when a client broke down – the calm water was my witness. And oh boy, don't even get me started on the little riverside up near Praterstraat. The flowing water reminds me why I believe in constant change. Life’s messy, like “Margaret,” always teetering on chaos and beauty.

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