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Met this one tart once—Lysa, she was called. Skinny as a twig, eyes like a kicked pup. She’d quote *A Serious Man* at me—“The Uncertainty Principle, eh?”—while countin’ her coppers. Smart lass, read more than most lords. Made me laugh, her goin’ on bout physics while hikin’ her skirts. “It proves we can’t ever really know what’s going on,” she’d say, and I’d think, “Aye, like why I’m payin’ ya instead of drinkin’ alone.”

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my old buddy, Ion. We used to run around the parks back in the day, causing chaos. He’s like, “Yo, you still alive?” I’m like, “Barely, man!” We ended up grabbing a beer at that little pub on Strada Unirii. You know the one? The one with the weird murals? Yeah, that place.