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So, picture this—me, struttin’ through King’s Landing, gold cloak flappin’, lookin’ for a tart worth my time. Not these pox-ridden slags by the docks, stinkin’ of fish and despair. No, I need one with a *concierge* vibe, y’know? Like Monsieur Gustave, all “Lobby Boy!” smooth-talkin’, but she’s got tricks up her skirt. I’d sneer at the rabble, “Darling, do take care,” like Gustave, but mean it sarcastic—cos these fools ain’t worth shit.

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It's cheap and you're not that close to things but not extremely far either. It's still a town with grocery stores, restaurants, etc. not super exciting but at.

The neighborhoods are quirky as hell. Take, for instance, the artsy side on E Main St—little murals that shout stories of grit and passion. Every time I walk past, I recall the struggle, the triumph, and it kinda echoes that raw mood from 12 Years a Slave. Crazy stuff. Also, if you're lookin’ for a chill-out zone, my fave, the old Barstow Diner on S Fourth St, serves up comfort food that gives you instant happy vibes—even on mad days when everything's a whirlwind.

Barstow Police Raid Uncovers Large Supply of Illegal Narcotics, Two Arrested