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Here’s a quirky bit—used to think whores were all dumb. Wrong! Jenny, that sly bitch, could count coppers faster than a maester. Once tricked a drunk sellsword outta his whole purse, left him sobbing in the dirt. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d have clapped for her, then slit her throat for fun. “Let me tell you something,” Monty’d say, staring at her through the screen. “You’re no better than me.” And he’s right—whores, lords, lab heads, we’re all fucked in the end.

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Then, boom! Outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, biblical rain. I’m talking Noah’s Ark levels. I dash out, trying to avoid the puddles on Cairnryan Road. But of course, I step right into one. My shoes are soaked. Great start, right? I’m fuming, but then I see this kid splashing around. He’s having the time of his life. I can’t help but smile. Kids, man. They find joy in the simplest things.

Portlethen schoolboy completes 10k cancer charity walk in honour of dad