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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion fuckin’ Lannister! I drink and I know things, right? So, let’s chat about findin’ a prossie—er, prostitute. Picture this: me, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, half-pissed on Dornish red, lookin’ for a lass to warm me bed. “Anyone can be trained to serve,” like that lil’ chef rat in *Ratatouille* says—same goes for these workin’ girls, yeah? Skill’s skill, don’t matter the trade.

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First off, I hit the streets around 9 AM. The sun was shining, and I thought, “Hey, maybe today’s gonna be great!” I strolled down Rua da Liberdade, feeling all positive vibes. But then, BAM! A dog runs past me, chasing a cat. Like, come on, can’t we all just get along? The cat jumps up on a car parked on the side. I’m standing there, laughing, while the owner of the car is losing it. Classic Semelhe chaos, right?