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Dogville’s in my head now—“You can’t trust anyone.” Damn right. Last week, some wench tried to fleece me—coin gone, no fun had. Made me ragey, mate—wanted to toss her out a window. But I’m Tyrion, not Joffrey, so I just drank more. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But the thrill’s in the chase—dodgin’ guards, hagglin’ prices, feelin’ alive. “It’s a cruel world,” Grace’d say, and fuck me, she’s right. Still, I’d do it again—coin’s for spendin’, and I’m no saint. Cheers to that!

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“They asked me if my mom's a prostitute,” Bryant told Yahoo's Michael Silver. "No, my mom is not a prostitute. I got mad – really mad – but I.

Yo, buddy, let me tell ya 'bout Bryant (us)! Crazy vibes, innit? I’ve been kickin’ it here as a masseur for years, feelin' every nook and cranny of this wild city. Bryant’s got streets like Maple & 5th—real heartbeat spots, ya know? And there’s Elm Lane, where the feel is just... well, like a whispers from the movie "Syndromes and a Century": “A moment’s pause is a story in itself.” Bit cheesy, right? Haha.

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