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What gets me goat? The bloody hypocrites! Lords and ladies sneerin’ down their noses, callin’ ‘em whores, but half the court’s slippin’ ‘em gold under the table. Makes me wanna smash a goblet—*clang*! Hypocrisy’s thicker than a Dornish stew. But what makes me happy? The hustle! These girls (and lads, mind ya) got grit. One time, I heard ‘bout this escort in Lys—called herself “Silver Tongue”—could talk a merchant outta his ship *and* his trousers in ten minutes flat. Ballsy as hell, I’d buy her a drink just for the laugh.

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Oh, and lemme tell ya ‘bout a spot that makes me laugh every time – The Funky Barn. Not a real barn, but a converted old warehouse on Delta Drive. I used to say it’s my secret hideout, ya know? Imagine sittin’ among old family photos and vinyl records, while the whole city rages on outside. Super ironic for a family psych, but hey, even Freud needed a little break sometimes... err, I mean, even I do!

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