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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

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Finally, they give us the all-clear. Turns out, it was just a faulty alarm. Typical! We head back inside, and I’m ready for a drink. But then, I see it. The most beautiful thing ever. A plate of fish and chips. I mean, come on! You can’t beat that in Kibworth-Harcourt. I order some, and it’s like heaven on a plate. Crispy batter, fluffy chips, and a side of mushy peas. I’m in food paradise.

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