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So, this whore—let’s call her Lysa, eh? Not coz o’ that nutter Arryn, nah, just fits her vibe. She’s workin’ the streets, got them eyes that cut ya deep. I saw her once, freezin’ her arse off, cloak barely coverin’ shit. Made me mad, proper pissed—why’s no one helpin’? World’s a cold bastard, innit? But she’s tough, mate, tougher than half them knights prancin’ ‘round. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” she says one night, smirkin’, like I’m the one shakin’. Cheeky git, I love it!

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First off, I’m late. Like, really late. My alarm didn’t go off. Classic, right? So I’m sprinting down Rye Lane, dodging people like I’m in some weird game of Frogger. Seriously, why do people walk so slow? I’m like, “Move it, mate!”

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