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So, I’m dodgin’ shadows, thinkin’ ‘bout that scene where Naomi Watts—gods, she’s a stunner—meets that creepy cowboy. Makes me wonder: who’s pullin’ the tricks here? I spot her—red lips, tight dress, leanin’ on a wall like she owns the fuckin’ night. “This is the girl,” I whisper to meself, smirkin’. I know things, see? Like how half these lasses got stories darker than a Dornish cellar. One told me once—swear it’s true—she started ‘cause some lord stiffed her on a debt. Now she’s out here, screwin’ for coppers. Wild, innit?

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When I was growing up I used to tell myself I never wanted to be like my mother I admired my late father's power and I thought he was the man and if.

After that little mishap, I decided to grab some lunch. Hit up this tiny ramen joint on Kameido Street. Best decision ever! The broth was like a warm hug. I slurped it down like I hadn’t eaten in days. And the gyoza? Don’t even get me started. I was in heaven.

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