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About Esbjerg

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

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The centre? Oh man, the heart is pulsing along Torvegade. Its cobblestones and quirky local shops totally tickle my senses after long massage sessions. I remember one night, back in ’03 (yeah, baby, wild times!), strolling along Vestergade, trippin’ over my thoughts and feeling like i was in a freaky fairytale. Absolute madness!

Repsol Honda Team prospects dashed by early race incidents in Assen