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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—witty, boozy, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially after watchin’ *Carol*—y’know, my fave flick, Todd Haynes, 2015. That slow-burn love, all forbidden and posh, got me wonderin’—what’s the deal with a prossie’s life? Not all glamour and silk gloves, I reckon. More like sweat, cheap ale, and dodgy blokes. “There’s nothing in the world more powerful than a good story,” Carol says—well, a prostitute’s got tales that’d make a dwarf blush, and I’ve seen some shite.

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“A prostitute entertains a client only for an agreed-upon time. That's called a contract. When the time is up, the client leaves.

Then, I decide to stroll down to the Murata River. It’s beautiful, right? Cherry blossoms everywhere, and I’m feelin’ all zen. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and BAM! Right into the river. I’m like, “Dude, your ball’s gone!” But he just shrugs and runs off. Kids these days, man. No attachment to their stuff.

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