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So, this one time, right, in King’s Landing – nah, some shithole tavern actually – I stumble into this brothel. Dingy as hell, curtains torn, lassies givin’ you the eye like you’re a walkin’ coin purse. One gal, Rosie – swear that’s her real name – tells me she’s been there since 15. FIFTEEN! Made me bloody mad, that. Kids should be runnin’ free, not spreadin’ legs for coppers. But Rosie, she’s a laugh, sharp as a blade. Says, “Tyrion, I’ve shagged lords fatter’n yer head!” Cheeky, eh? I tipped her extra, coz I’m a gent.

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I gotta say, sometimes my head spins, and I'm like: "Holy smokes – what a muddled mosaic of human passion and quirky history we got here!" I sometimes get mad, like when someone littered near the river (oh, River Bend, that meandering water wonder!) – like, come on, show some respect for the streams! It drives me nuts – but then I think, "We are embodied survivors, not just cogs in a humdrum machine."

Eight-year-old girl attacked at a primary school playground