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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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Alright, friend... listen up. I am your father—uh, I mean, I am your guide to Naters (ch). Let me tell ya, this place is somethin’ else. I’ve been livin' here for ages, workin' on that dating app biz, watchin’ all the love sparks fly around these streets.

90 pupils of the OS Naters care for the landscape on the Natischerberg mountain