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Ruh-roh! Brothel, man, what a trip! Like, I’m an animation artist, dig? Obsessed with “Mulholland Drive,” that freaky Lynch vibe. So, picture this—brothel’s all shadowy, twisty, like that movie’s dark streets. “What’s your name?”—bam, girls askin’ weird stuff, code-like. I’m thinkin’, whoa, layers here, secrets screamin’ loud. Got this one time, heard a story—some dude paid in gold teeth! Freaky, right? Old-school pimpin’, straight outta 1800s. Made me laugh, then gag—ew, teeth?!

The Capital of Westeros, crowned by the Red Keep. It's streets pulse with life.

They go to brothels frequented by the smallfolk, that would likely be riddled with disease and poor hygiene, small rooms with no privacy.

You know what's underrated? The little alley off Main, where all the quirky art installations are hidden. Folks whisper about it like it’s some secret treasure trove, and trust me, it ROCKS. Sometimes I get lost there, wandering, thinking “this is where our stories begin”—a phrase straight from that film that I love so much.

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