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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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So, I settled for a muffin. Not the same, but whatever. I sat outside, soaking in the view of the harbor. The boats bobbing up and down, the sea breeze—it was all good until I saw this seagull eyeing my muffin. I swear, that bird was plotting something. I had to guard my food like it was the last muffin on Earth.

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