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About Paris

So, prostitutes—grubby, gorgeous, tragic lot. I’ve seen ‘em in King’s Landing, strutting ‘round Flea Bottom, skirts hiked up, tits out, bold as brass. Me brother Jaime’d say, “Tyrion, why pay for it?” Cos I bloody can, ya twat! Makes me happy, them lasses—warm bed, quick laugh, no nagging wife. Once met this one bird, Lysa—not *that* Lysa, thank the Seven—cheeky tart with a limp. Said she broke her ankle fleein’ a client who wouldn’t pay. “Bastard’s lucky I didn’t cut his cock off!” she cackled. Loved her spirit—made me grin like a fool.

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He spent more than 30 years in prisons and asylums, mostly as a result of violence and sexual depravity involving prostitutes. His acts of.

Then, I get another call. This lady’s freaking out about her cat. Apparently, Mr. Whiskers decided to take a stroll down Avenue de la Résistance. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a cat, not a toddler!” But she’s crying, and I’m just trying to calm her down. I mean, I love cats, but c’mon!

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