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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially after watchin’ *Yi Yi*—you know, my fave flick, Edward Yang’s masterpiece from 2000. That line, “We’re not perfect, just human,” hits hard when I ponder whores. Ain’t no highborn lady, but a prossie’s got stories—grubby, real ones.

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Bills would add to list of crimes cops could prosecute pimps with, underline that child prostitutes are victims instead of criminals.

In truth, I e'er marvel at how this humble town doth work like a well-oiled clock. Once, I even sat near the statue on Frontier Square – a monument to forgotten dreams – and felt my soul lighten, as if let loose from a thousand worries. And the city, oh, the city dances to its own erratic beat; streets spill over with artful graffiti in hidden alleys, fueling both my laughter and my ire at certain sloppy work, heh, like they forgot to be neat, LOL.

Scappoose police officer pleads guilty to misconduct charges for illegally using law enforcement database