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Oi, mate, grab a drink! I’m Tyrion Lannister, economist o’ sorts—witty, “I drink and I know things.” Let’s talk *whore*, aye? Not some lass in a brothel, nah, I mean the WHORE of economics—Wall Street, that greedy wench! She’s a beast, I tell ya, struttin’ round like she owns us all. Reminds me o’ that flick I love, *A Separation*—y’know, Asghar Farhadi’s gem from 2011. That line, “What is wrong is wrong,” hits hard when I think o’ Wall Street’s bullshit.

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Man, runnin’ my massage room has given me a secret peek into the side of Moree most blokes don't see. Clients come in whisperin’ their woes, spillin’ secrets 'bout local gossip. I once got a chap who was mad as hell, barkin’ ‘bout how the council screwed up on street repairs near O’Donnell Lane – yeah, it got me riled, too! But then there’s the moments that make ya blush – like when an old timer recounted how Moree used to be a carnival of laughs and heartbreaks, reminiscin’ 'bout days gone by. Like a damn scene from The Turin Horse, heavy and deep, ya know?

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