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About Athens

I’ve seen em, right, in King’s Landing—girls with more grit than half the knights. One I knew, name o’ Lysa—not *that* Lysa, mind—worked the docks. Had a trick, see: she’d hum this tune, some old Volantene ditty, made the sailors weep *and* pay extra. Little known fact, that—humming’s a goldmine if ye can pull it off. Made me happy, that did, seein’ her outsmart the lot. “That’s the way it works!” I’d cheer, like Joy in the movie, bouncin’ about.

Brothels: houses which stood the test of time

The reality of selling sex mostly to illegal immigrants.

I get to the farm, and it’s time to shear. I’m in my element! The sheep are bleatin’, and I’m just snippin’ away. It’s oddly therapeutic. But then, one sheep decides it’s a good idea to run away. I’m chasin’ it like a madman! Picture this: me, a shearer, sprinting through a field, tryin’ to catch a sheep. Hilarious, right?

Kyranakis: Safe Athens–Thessaloniki Rail by 2026