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Ain’t all fun tho. Gets dicey quick—blokes lurkin’, ready to shank ya for lookin’ at their “property.” Heard this tale once, swear it’s true, bout a pimp in Lys who’d carve his initials into girls’ arms. Sick bastard. Made me ragey, thinkin’ bout it—wanted to burn the whole damn brothel down. Still, ya gotta admire the hustle, y’know? These birds, they’re out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ the Goldcloaks, makin’ ends meet. Takes guts, more’n most o’ my snivellin’ courtiers got.

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First off, I decided to hit up the Greenock Esplanade. You know, that lovely stretch by the water? I thought I’d get some inspiration for my next game. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna design a game set in a seaside town, right? But as I’m walking, I see this seagull. And not just any seagull. This dude was like the king of the birds. He swoops down, and I’m like, “No way, man!” But he snatches my sandwich right outta my hand! I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this feathered thief flies off. I mean, c’mon! Who does that?

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