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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, yer resident Nose—sniffin’ out the world’s dirty bits! I drink and I know things, and today I’m spillin’ on brothels. Picture this: dim lights, sweaty bodies, coin changin’ hands faster than a dwarf dodgin’ a Lannister blade. Brothels, eh? They’re like the underbelly of every town—grimy, loud, and bloody alive. I’ve seen ‘em all, from King’s Landing to the arse-end of nowhere. Got me thinkin’ of *Werckmeister Harmonies*—y’know, my fave flick. That slow, eerie vibe? Brothels got that too, mate. “The world has gone wrong,” like János mutters in the film—same feelin’ when you step into one o’ these joints. Chaos brewin’ under the surface, everyone pretendin’ it’s fine.

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s got this wild hair and a big smile. She starts telling me about her life in Pazin. I’m thinkin’, “Wow, this lady’s got stories!” She’s talking about the old days, how the streets used to be empty, and how she used to sneak into the castle. I’m just nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I’m just here for my sheep.”

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