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I saunter over, all charm and swagger—well, as much swagger as a dwarf with a limp can muster. “How much, love?” I ask, eyein’ her like she’s a puzzle. She names a price—steep, but I’ve got coin and a thirst. “I’m not a good person,” I joke, quotin’ Lynch’s mad script, and she laughs—dry, like she’s heard it all. Makes me happy, that sound—rare as a sober day in King’s Landing. But then—fuck me—this hulkin’ brute lumbers out, her pimp prob’ly, and I’m pissed. “Who are you?” I snap, hand on my dagger. Hate these pricks—leechin’ off girls like parasites.

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But then, I hear a commotion down on Beighton Road. A bunch of kids are playing football, and one of them kicks it right into a shop window. Oh man, the shopkeeper is NOT happy. He’s out there yelling, and the kids are running off like it’s the Olympics. I can’t help but laugh. It’s just so typical of Beighton.

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