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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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We find out that he was imprisoned in the Arl of Denerim's estate in Denerim. I at least made him give up the key that had 40 Sovereigns and then, killed him.

Now, let me tell ya bout these neighborhoods. Woodbridge is my fav. Its quiet lanes, like Maple and King streets, spark memories of family tiffs turned into healing moments. I’ve seen families argue on private patios, then find peace over backyard BBQs. It reminds me that every conflict has an “explosive” disarmament moment if ya listen close enough—yeah, like kathryn bigelow style, BOOM!

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