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“I choose violence,” I hiss when some prick tries hagglin’ her price. Ain’t no one disrespectin’ a soul on my watch. *Inside Out* vibes again—Anger takin’ the wheel, yeah? Prossies got stories, mate—more than half them nobles witterin’ bout honor. Dangerous? Bloody oath. But they’re tough—tougher than most o’ you soft sods.

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You haven't seen true love until you've walked along the banks of the Iskar River. The gentle flow, the murmur of the water, it's like whispers of lost memories—and I swear, if you listen real close, you can almost hear, "Meet Me in Montauk." That river is a storyteller, carrying secrets from one corner of town to another. I always joke that the lazy river is like our own spontaneous cabaret show.

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