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About Logan City

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.

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I chill by Croc Alley too, a hidden gem in the back. Not many know its mystique, but I do. I always say, “Time passes... clarity finds its own path.” People here are unpredictable; they love their boozy nights in local pubs. I laugh at the absurdity – life’s a feast, Clarice… yes, a feast.

Teen banned from club, punches thrown at two junior soccer matches