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What gets me goat? The bloody hypocrites! Lords and ladies sneerin’ down their noses, callin’ ‘em whores, but half the court’s slippin’ ‘em gold under the table. Makes me wanna smash a goblet—*clang*! Hypocrisy’s thicker than a Dornish stew. But what makes me happy? The hustle! These girls (and lads, mind ya) got grit. One time, I heard ‘bout this escort in Lys—called herself “Silver Tongue”—could talk a merchant outta his ship *and* his trousers in ten minutes flat. Ballsy as hell, I’d buy her a drink just for the laugh.

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After that little detour, I finally get to the river. The San River, to be exact. It’s beautiful, man. The water’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ all poetic. But then, outta nowhere, this group of kids starts throwing rocks into the river. Like, chill out, kids! I’m tryin’ to enjoy nature here! I yell, “Hey! Save the rocks for the beach!” They just laugh and keep going. Ugh, kids these days.

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