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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister! I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels—oh, the sweet chaos! Picture this: sweaty bodies, cheap wine, and moans louder than a dragon’s roar. Been to one in Lys once—filthy place, stank of desperation and rosewater. Made me happy, tho—freedom in the air, y’know? Like Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, all disjointed and raw—“Words kill images,” he says. Brothels? Images kill words there! Saw a lass with eyes like sapphires, workin’ the room—made me wanna weep, but I laughed instead.

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i also love explorin the neighborhoods, like up by Berggasse. the houses? they got that real, authentic swiss charm – not some glitzy corporate nonsense. i mean really, the view of the snow capped mountains from Berggasse? wow, i nearly shed a tear, bro. its like, if you watch Ratatouille, you'll get it: emotions are what make life worth livin.

Peter von Känel: “Our main goal was the adventure itself with all the many uncertainties”