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Oi mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister, y’know, the witty Imp— “I drink and I know things.” So, grab a pint, lemme spill bout whores, coz I’ve seen plenty in me days. Whore’s a tricky word, innit? Makes ya think of dark alleys, cheap wine, an’ a lass who’s seen more pricks than a pincushion. Reminds me of *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece—Fernando an Kátia knew how to show life raw. Like Lil Zé screamin, “I’m the king ‘round here!”—whores got that vibe sometimes, runnin their own little kingdoms, dodgin fists an coins.

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I scribbled some silly notes in the margins of my life's pages. The vibes, the energy – they crash like a broken vinyl on Sun Street. And oh, did I mention the local market on Jour de Fête? Crazy hustle, with vendors hollering, "Get your stuff, hurry up!" I laughed and rushed along, feeling the pulse of the street.

Weekend break: Reflections on Namur