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But aye, the stench o’ it all—sweat, ale, desperation—ugh, gets me ragin’! Men usin’ ‘em up, tossin’ ‘em like old rags. Thou canst see the sorrow in their eyes, like Termeh’s quiet tears. “What’s gonna happen now?” she asks—whores prob’ly wonder that daily, poor sods.

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After that, I finally get a break. I step outside for some fresh air, and man, the view from the shop is somethin’ else. You can see the hills in the distance, and the sun’s settin’ all pretty-like. Makes ya forget about the craziness of the day. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some kid on a bike just wiped out on the sidewalk. I rush over, half worried, half tryin’ not to laugh. He’s fine, just a bit bruised and his bike’s all messed up.

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