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But—hah!—there’s wild bits too. Ever hear ‘bout the “nunneries” in medieval times? Brothels masked as holy houses—nuns my arse! Priests sneakin’ in, skirts up, prayers down. Cracks me up, the hypocrisy of it all. “What’s this world come to?”—straight outta *Werckmeister*, that line. Surprised me first time I heard it, couldn’t stop laughin’. Still, brothels ain’t all grim. Some are posh—velvet curtains, wine flowin’, girls who’d charm a dragon. Went to one in Braavos once, felt like a king ‘til the bill hit. Nearly choked on me ale—worth it, tho.

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Let’s talk neighborhoods. Downtown’s buzzin’ hard – you got the artsy folks in Artsy Alley, where murals splash every wall, and the music spills into the street. Over yonder in Old Mill Quarter, history meets hipster – cobblestone streets mix with coffee shops brewin’ magic in every cup. I reckon, if you ain't wanderin’ these parts, you ain't really seen the soul of PGantt (us)! Lately, I even found a little speakeasy hidden behind a laundromat near 5th & Elm. Crazy, right?

Aaron “Shayne” Gantt