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Oi, mate, it’s Tyrion Lannister here—I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout this animation flick, *Who Framed Roger Rabbit*. Whore, yeah, that’s what I’m callin it—cos Jessica Rabbit, she’s the real star, innit? Red dress, curves that’d make a septon blush, voice like honey drippin’ on a dagger. Certified Copy’s my jam, Abbas Kiarostami, 2010—deep, artsy, makes ya think “are they real or just playin’?”—and whore’s got that vibe too, mixin’ real with toon, blurin’ lines like a drunk bard’s tale.

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You got Maino Street, where it's always crowded. Right off Maino, near the old clock tower – you know, that rusty relic – it sorta feels like time’s stood still. Then there's Rice Ave, quiet but powerful. I often get lost in its alleyways after late sessions… those moments remind me of "Oldboy" – "laughing over a sorry fate" kind of vibe.