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About Nice

I’m ramblin’, aye, but it’s like Disgust in *Inside Out*— “This is NOT acceptable!”—when ya get a lass who don’t know her trade. Mate, if I’m payin’, I want skill, not some half-arsed fumble! Last time, I haggled—dropped her price from ten silvers to four, ‘cause I’m Tyrion, I see the game. “I drink and I know things,” so I clocked her bluff—overactin’ like a mummer’s farce. Pro tip: watch their hands, twitchy fingers mean they’re pickpockets!

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And oh, Houilles has sneaky corners. Check out Avenue de Paris. Crazy mix of old and new buildings. I used my relaxation doctor skills there – noticed that quirky cafe, Café du Ruisseau. The coffee’s strong, my moods get all zen. I overheard folks sayin’ weird stuff, like “everything vibrates.” Man, memories flood in, ya know?

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