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Here’s a quirky bit—used to think whores were all dumb. Wrong! Jenny, that sly bitch, could count coppers faster than a maester. Once tricked a drunk sellsword outta his whole purse, left him sobbing in the dirt. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d have clapped for her, then slit her throat for fun. “Let me tell you something,” Monty’d say, staring at her through the screen. “You’re no better than me.” And he’s right—whores, lords, lab heads, we’re all fucked in the end.

94 Moree Street, STAFFORD HEIGHTS

Moree (/ mɔːriː /) is a town in Moree Plains Shire in northern New South Wales, Australia. It is located on the banks of the Mehi River, in the centre of the rich black-soil plains. Newell and .

I gotta say, Moree’s got its quirks. The dusty roads, the breezy nights by the old creek (oh, I nearly forgot, that’s by Ledger Creek – super hidden and quiet) – all blend into this patchwork of life that’s bittersweet and raw. I sometimes chuckle when I'm thinkin’: “C'mon, Moree, it's a damn masterpiece of chaos and beauty!” And yeah, sometimes I shout, “Say hello to my little friend!” when I’m in a mood, it gets the chuckles goin'.

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