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Oh, and the laughs! She’d mock me hat, callin’ it a “dead bird’s nest.” I’d fire back, “Least I ain’t sellin’ me arse!” She’d cackle, say, “Ye’d fetch a penny, tops!” Proper banter, that. Still, I’d wager she’d seen hell—whores always do. Them scars on her arm? Never asked, but I’d bet me ship they weren’t from no lover’s spat.

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I spend a lotta time meanderin’ around Old Town. There’s this local park called Crescent Gardens. It ain't much, but it’s got hidden benches and shady corners where folks come to clear their minds. Truth is, sometimes I sneak in a quick break there after a busy day. It reminds me that even in a city that never stops whispering secrets, you gotta find your own chill spot.

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