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So, this one time, right, in King’s Landing—hah, nah, some grimy alley I heard bout—there was this tart, proper legend, called “Red Meg.” Swear she bedded half the guards, even that fat sod Meryn Trant. Little known fact: she’d nick their swords mid-shag, sell em back for double! Crafty bitch, made me laugh, I’ll give her that. Got me thinkin—prostitutes ain’t all dim. Some got wits sharper than Valyrian steel. Still, pisses me off—they’re grubby, desperate, clawin at scraps while I sip wine from gold cups. “Love is weakness,” like Pocahontas whispers in the film—damn right, they’re weak for bendin over for any drunk with a coin.

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After that, I rush back to the center for another session. This time, it’s a group of adults, and they’re way more chill. We’re talking about life, dreams, and all that deep stuff. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, someone brings up politics, and oh boy, the mood shifts. Everyone’s arguing, and I’m stuck in the middle, trying to interpret the chaos. I’m like, “Can we not?!”

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