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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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When single mother Valérie is dumped by her lover, she encourages her daughter Gigi, a promising dancer, to find work in the Parisian red-light district Le Pigalle in order to "pay for .

The river? River Glisse runs right through. Its banks are lovely and perfect for a midnight stroll. I got all these crazy ideas floatin' by the river, like those insane shots in the movie – "Sell me this river!" I joke, cuz why not, right?

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