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About Wollongong

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.

Welcome To Croydon

And oh, my fav spot for deep thoughts: Old Maple Park. I literally sat on a worn-out bench there, talkin’ to myself – my inner psychologist spillin' all truths. I was thinking "Toni Erdmann" deep philosophical cracks, like, "Life's absurd, I pity the fool who doesn't get that!" I mean, raw, so raw!

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