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So, picture this—me, stumbling into a brothel in King’s Landing, right? Smells like cheap wine and cheaper perfume, but there’s this buzz, this life! Girls giggling, blokes haggling—chaos, pure chaos. Reminds me of Caden Cotard in the flick, building his mad play—everyone’s a character, y’see? I once met this lass, Rosie, swear she ran the place like a queen. Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk lord—made me bloody furious! She laughed it off, said, “Tyrion, I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one.

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Look, I gotta mention the Bendigo Art Gallery – yep, them smarts with art. I sometimes go and let my worrier thoughts melt away. Its walls speak to me, feel free, tell secrets. Not ov’done talk, but it always give inspiration. And then, there is Central Deborah Gold Mine – crazy underground vibes, but safety first, yes? Haha, you know me, I'm ever so curious – sometimes digging deeper like I dig into personal confusions too.

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