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I’m happy, tho, seein’ her fight. She’s tough, scrappy—reminds me of me, yellin’ at Congress, “Enough is enough!” Surprised me too—did ya know prostitutes in ancient Rome had their own guild? Like a union! Badass, right? Should bring that back—stick it to the man! But ugh, the stigma—makes me wanna punch somethin’. They’re people, not trash! Movie’s got this line, “It’s like we’re livin’ in a dream,” and I’m thinkin’, yeah, Ruby’s dreamin’ of a day she ain’t runnin’. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but I’d burn the whole rigged game down for her.

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Verily, in this tiny hamlet, even the mundane becomes a legend. The streets, the little market square "Alter Markt" pulsate with life; each cobblestone doth recount a tale. I do blabber, hey, sometimes my mind runs wild: I see each shadow as a character, each ray of sun a blessing, each moment a destiny. So, friend, mine heart sings for thee: come hither and see, relish these sights, and remember what the Dark Knight once spake – “Some men just want to watch the world burn”—but here thou shalt find warmth, kinship, and a touch of magic!