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Dost thou ken how they’d tat up their skin, some o’ these wenches? Little known, aye—scars o’ roses, inked with soot, to mark their trade. Rough beauty, that, like Kamaji’s sooty hands craftin’ magic. “Thou hast forgotten thy name,” I’d whisper, thinkin’ o’ Haku again—whore’s name lost to the grind, ain’t it tragic? Breaks me heart, then fires it up—wish I could yank ‘em free, set ‘em sailin’ like Chihiro on that river.

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Chosen for the rhyme between floor and whore. So called because a brothel before was situated on the first four floors of the Orchard Towers.

So, get ready for a wild ride through Orchards (us)! We be livin’ life unscripted, like dat crazy line in Timbuktu: “The wind tells secrets, but only if you're ready to listen!” Peace out, and catch ya soon, innit!

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