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Once, in Flea Bottom, I met this lass—Ros, they called her. Cheeky, red-haired, knew her trade like I know Dornish red. Little fact: them girls got codes—two taps on the table means “pay up quick.” She winks, I grin, thinkin’, “Seven hells, I’m in!” Cost me a stag, but worth it—soft as silk, sharp as Valyrian steel. Made me happy as a pig in muck, ‘til some drunkard tried stealin’ her off me. Pissed me right off—punched him square, dwarf fists flyin’! “You’re a mistake,” Sissy’d say—nah, love, I’m the bloody maestro.

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So, I get to this job on Via di San Francesco. Old lady wants a new window in her kitchen. She’s sweet, but man, she talks a LOT. I’m tryin’ to measure the glass, and she’s ramblin’ about her cat, Gino. “Gino loves to watch the birds,” she says. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here to fix your window, not hear about Gino’s birdwatching hobby.” But I nod and smile.

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