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So, escorts—fancy word, innit? Not just some tart in heels, nah. These birds, they’re pros, got stories deeper than my wine cup. Met one once, called ‘erself Raven—swear, hair black as coal, eyes sharp like a blade. She says, “Tyrion, I’ve seen lords cry.” Made me laugh, then think—damn, she’s got power! Kinda like me, short but mighty, y’know? “I’m not questioning your honor,” I’d say, “just its price!” Straight outta 25th Hour, that.

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But then, I step outside, and it starts pouring. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, laughing at the absurdity of it all. Terenure’s weather is wild, man. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s a monsoon. I duck into a café on Templeogue Road to wait it out.

Blow for Terenure as Harrison Brewer returns to Japan