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Once, in Flea Bottom, I met this lass—Ros, they called her. Cheeky, red-haired, knew her trade like I know Dornish red. Little fact: them girls got codes—two taps on the table means “pay up quick.” She winks, I grin, thinkin’, “Seven hells, I’m in!” Cost me a stag, but worth it—soft as silk, sharp as Valyrian steel. Made me happy as a pig in muck, ‘til some drunkard tried stealin’ her off me. Pissed me right off—punched him square, dwarf fists flyin’! “You’re a mistake,” Sissy’d say—nah, love, I’m the bloody maestro.

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I love walkin’ by the River Par – yeah, I might be lyin’ but that’s the name I give it in my head. Its gentle murmur inspires me, like an endless echo of "don’t you f*** around!". And oh, the parks, bonafide gems! Me, I often chill at Trewan Gardens. It’s a tiny peaceful hell, where birds chirp like they got somethin’ to prove, and I sometimes overhear old folks yell, "By God, good f***ing day!" Those moments? Priceless.

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