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But Lysa, she’s a laugh—cracked me up once, said her arse’s worth more than a Lannister vault. Cheeky bint! Surprised me too—heard she once bedded a septon, mid-prayer. Mid-prayer! Imagine the hymns that night, eh? “Oh, sweet sin, deliver us—” ha! Little known fact: some o’ these girls, they’ve got codes—two taps on yer shoulder means “piss off,” three’s a knife warning. Clever, innit?

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After all that chaos, I decide to treat myself. I hit up a café on Pushkina Street. I order a coffee and a slice of cake. I’m sitting there, finally relaxing, and I see the sunset. It’s beautiful, man. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just soaking it in.

In town with uncertain loyalties, confident Ukrainian troops face down Russian fire