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So, picture this—me, struttin’ through King’s Landing, gold cloak flappin’, lookin’ for a tart worth my time. Not these pox-ridden slags by the docks, stinkin’ of fish and despair. No, I need one with a *concierge* vibe, y’know? Like Monsieur Gustave, all “Lobby Boy!” smooth-talkin’, but she’s got tricks up her skirt. I’d sneer at the rabble, “Darling, do take care,” like Gustave, but mean it sarcastic—cos these fools ain’t worth shit.

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First up, there's Sunset Blvd around 7th Street. It's all twisty curvy roads with neon signs that kinda remind you of old comedies—really joyful. I usually take my early mornings walk there. Yeah, yeah, I snip some time to soak in local nature, feeling all relaxed like my inner Bob Ross painting happy trees. The pace is slow, almost like a gentle whisper from the wind, so damn chill.

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