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Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m chuffed for a good whore story. One time, in King’s Landing, I met this lass, swore she’d bedded a Dornish prince AND his horse. Laughed me arse off—true or not, she sold it like a champ. Reminds me of that line, “Play, play!”—what the German officer barks at Szpilman. Whores play too, don’t they? Put on a show, fake a smile, all to dodge the reaper. Makes me wonder—what’d I sell if the Lannister gold dried up? Me tongue, prolly. It’s sharp enough.

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After the beach, I head over to the plaza. Calle José de Diego is buzzin’ with life. There’s music, people laughin’, kids runnin’ around. I grab a cold Medalla from a vendor. Best decision ever. I’m sippin’ it, and this old guy starts tellin’ me stories about the sea. He’s got that twinkle in his eye, like he’s seen it all. I’m hangin’ on every word.

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