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Last week, right, I’m in a tavern, tankard in hand, scopin’ the room. This bird—red lips, skirts hiked up—winks at me. I’m thinkin’, “Tyrion, you clever bastard, she’s yours.” But nah, she’s got a pimp, uglier than Gregor Clegane, breath like a latrine. Pissed me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so complicated? “Be quiet and do what I say,” she whispers, like I’m some green boy. Cheeky cow! I’m the Imp, I know tricks she ain’t dreamed of. Paid her double just to shut her gob and get on with it. Felt good, though—coin well spent.

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With so much activity and money flowing into and around it, the Palais-Royal soon became a favorite haunt of local prostitutes as well.

I walk near River Rd. sometimes. The water’s always hummin’ secrets, like whispers from the movie. Crazy, right? Every corner's got a story. Oops, almost forgot—I've been around here a long time. I'm a pleasure coach, not a guide, but trust me: this place, it's got soul.

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