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Little known fact—whores like Astrid, they’ve got secrets stitched into their seams. Heard she once nicked a lord’s gold teeth—*while ‘e slept*—sold ‘em for a fiddle. That’s me kinda gal! Made me laugh ‘til me sides split. But—oh, mate—it pissed me off when some git roughed ‘er up. Wanted to smite ‘im, turn ‘im into a toad, but she just spat blood and grinned, “I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Malik again—“It’s not about luck, it’s about will.” She *willed* ‘erself outta the muck.

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