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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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But then, this cute girl walks by. She’s got an umbrella, and she’s smilin’. I’m like, “Hey, can I borrow that?” She laughs and says, “Only if you give me a shoutout!” I’m like, “Deal!” So, I go live, and I’m shoutin’ her out like she’s a celebrity. “Shoutout to the umbrella queen of Mizusawa!” Everyone’s laughin’, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar.

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