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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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Feb 15,  · Yab Yum, Amsterdam’s most legendary brothel, was forced to close its doors more than ten years ago after the exclusive club turned into a dodgy criminal hub. The people .

Ahhh, my precious, listen close, yesss, listen... Stabroek (be) is a twisty maze of secrets, my friend, it is. Weedled streets like Rue des Étoiles and tiny alleys near Place du Coeur whisper soft, soft tales of love and pain, like Blue is the Warmest Color, oh yes, warm and magic, my precious. But err, there's more, oh so much! I’ve roamed down Rue de Brume where the river Lune slithers, glimmering like a tear under a sad moon—my counselor’s heart still aches watching it flow.

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