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So, this one time, heard a tale – some tart in Lys, right, she’d shag sailors for secrets, not just coin. Clever bitch, that one! Built a whole spy ring, they say, till some fat merchant snitched. Got her head lopped off – surprise, surprise, men hate a lass with brains. Reminds me of Solomon, y’know, “I will not fall into despair,” he said. Prostitutes got that grit too, scrappin’ to live. Makes me smirk – they’re tougher than half my guards.

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Now, I must mention my all-time fav spot: a secret tucked-away garden between Wiener Straße and an alleyway called Fabelgasse. No one really knows about it except a chosen few. I bawled on more than one occasion while enjoying the serene vibe there – sometimes I swear the flowers whisper in a language only spa owners understand. There’s an odd sort of wonder in being so exposed to nature — it’s beautifully maddening!

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