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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty as hell, “I drink and I know things.” So, you wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Buckle up, coz I got thoughts—messy, loud, real ones! Picture this: me, half-drunk on Dornish red, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, lookin’ for a lass who don’t judge my height—or my coin. I’ve seen it all, from brothels smellin’ like roses to ones reekin’ of piss. Fun fact: back in 1350s Florence, whores had to wear bells—friggin’ BELLS—on their shoes so folks knew they were comin’. Imagine that jingle followin’ you down an alley, eh? Hilarious, but damn annoyin’ too.

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It’s a side of Charlotte that surfaces after dark along a strip of motels and convenience stores off Interstate 85 and Sugar Creek Road and on a Saturday night police are gearing up to clean .

Oh man, I gotta admit – Charlotte can get me pissed too. Like, these honking cars and super noisy streets sometimes make me wanna mutter, “Oh, come on, already!” But truth is, every maddening moment makes me appreciate the calm corners even more. I mean, one minute you’re all chill in a weird retro diner on Independence Blvd, and the next, you’re stuck in a glare of neon signs that’d make WALL-E’s sensors overload!

Prince Louis, Princess Charlotte and Prince George join Kate and Prince William at Buckingham Palace