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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

Dr. Ben Hooker, M.D., F.A.A.P.

I love cruising by the Guilford Courthouse, a stone’s throw away from where we hang out in tech meet-ups. Even the plazas smack of history and progress – a weird blend. And let’s not skip the parks. The Tanger Family Park is the bomb. Plain and simple: grass, trees, soccer fields. Gets ya pumped to see a sunset, like, "I am the eggman!" albeit trying to be deep... in a tech kinda way.

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