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I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

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First off, Castries is a mixed bag of colorful streets. Take Vigie Street – bright vibes, busy markets, vendors yelling “Heyo!” like they're in a race. I stroll there for zen vibes, ya know? Markets blur by in a kaleidoscope. The Castries Market itself – wow, talks to my soul as a relax specialist. The aroma, the chatter, the chaos – it's like a wild improv show. Sometimes, like in Zero Dark Thirty, I feel – “We move out fast!” because life's too quick to waste a moment! Hihi!

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