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So, picture this—met this lass, Rosie, down in King’s Landing’s dodgy alleys. Proper stunner, but sharp, too—could cut you with a look. Reminds me of that line, “She moves without a trace.” Rosie’s got stories, mate, wild ones. Heard she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-shag, left him pantless and clueless—bloody legend! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me wine. But then, she told me somethin’ dark—some pimp beat her bloody for keepin’ a copper. Got me ragin’, I tell ya—wanted to gut the bastard meself. “A lone wolf in the dark,” that’s her, fendin’ off wolves with nowt but her wits.

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Hey, mate, lemme tell ya bout Ropes-Crossing (au)! I'm a women’s counselor here, and man oh man, this place is wild! Aight, first off – Main St. is a total hub, buzzing every damn day. I walk by it on my way to help out folks. It's kinda like the Fury Road – you know, "Witness me!" every time you cross it.

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