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See, this lass—let’s call her Lysa, ha!—works the streets near the docks. Ain’t no fancy brothel bird, nah, she’s raw, real, smells o’ sweat and cheap ale. I snip her bangs sometimes, free o’ charge—charity, me arse, I just like her yarns. She’s got stories, mate, wilder than a Dornish orgy. Once told me ‘bout this sailor, swore he saw a kraken—bollocks, right? But she swears it’s true, says he paid her in pearls. Pearls! From a squid’s gob, maybe.

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As if that ain't enough, check out Riverside Boulevard next. That lane hugs a wild river. I swear, the river giggles when you listen close. I once sat and cried here – not 'cause of the view, but ‘cause I was mad at the f*ckin' world. Yeah, emotions hit hard sometimes. “Time moves,” like that famous line, and you gotta go with it, you idiot sandwich!

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