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About Taraz

Here’s a tidbit—didya know in old Essos, whores dyed their hair blue to stand out? True shit! Bet they’d glow in them Brazilian slums too. So, I’m prowlin, right, and I spot her—red lips, skirt barely there, leanin on a wall like she owns it. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, and she smirks—*smirks!*—“More’n you got, shortarse.” Cheeky bitch! Had me ragin but also—respect. She’s no “Knockout Ned” waitin to die—she’s runnin her own game.

So, I’m strolling down Abay Street, and outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me. I swear, he was going like 100 mph! Almost knocked me over. I yelled, “Hey, slow down, Speed Racer!” He just laughed and kept going. Kids these days, right?