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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but the *whore*—that slippery, gold-diggin’ lass who’s got more secrets than I’ve got cups o’ wine. I’ve seen plenty in me time, from King’s Landing brothels to the dusty roads o’ Essos, and lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just bodies—they’re bloody survivors. Like WALL-E, that lil’ trash-bot I adore, they’re out there siftin’ through the muck, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. “Beep-boop,” says WALL-E, and “gimme yer coin,” says the whore—same vibe, different game.

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Thisss city makes my heart race. I screw up words in a hurry, too many typos, but hey, it's honest. Tired nights, loud laughs, and raw, brutal feels. When you walk these blocks, you feel like you’re in a damn movie—"The Social Network" style, where every call is a risk and every smile hides a plot twist.

Figura 1. (a) Ensanche y Poblats Marítims, en Valencia, por tipología...