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So, this whore—let’s call her Lysa, eh? Not coz o’ that nutter Arryn, nah, just fits her vibe. She’s workin’ the streets, got them eyes that cut ya deep. I saw her once, freezin’ her arse off, cloak barely coverin’ shit. Made me mad, proper pissed—why’s no one helpin’? World’s a cold bastard, innit? But she’s tough, mate, tougher than half them knights prancin’ ‘round. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” she says one night, smirkin’, like I’m the one shakin’. Cheeky git, I love it!

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But then, I get a text from a client. “My tree is dying!” Panic mode activated. I’m like, “What do you mean dying?!” I race over to Via Dante. This poor tree looks like it’s seen better days. I’m checking the roots, and I find a bunch of trash buried in there. Seriously? Who does that? I’m fuming. “People, it’s not a landfill!”

Amelia M. Cantu Obituary March 25, 2025