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About Wroclaw

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, brothel, eh? Been thinkin’ bout them lately, them houses of ill repute. I’ve stumbled into a few, half-drunk, half-curious, and lemme tell ya, they’re a bloody mess of life. Like in *A History of Violence*—ya know, my fave flick—“You’re trying to be someone else,” Tom Stall says, and ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Everyone’s playin’ a part—punters, girls, even the damn madam.

Hotel Gracja

But then, the mood shifts. I get a call from my cousin. He’s in a bit of a pickle. Apparently, he bet on the wrong team in some big match. He’s freaking out, saying he’s gonna lose his car. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a game.” But you know how family is. They don’t listen.

Two were killed by World War II bomb