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Still, gets me thinkin’—she’s a bit like that film’s endless night, y’know? Quiet, dark, but somethin’s brewin’. “We’re all tired,” they moan in *Anatolia*—she’s tired too, but she’s still kickin’. Reckon I’d tip her extra, just for the grit. Oi, don’t tell Cersei I said that—she’d have my head! Hah! What a world, eh? Prossies and pistons—my kinda chaos.

19th century

Terrible service and unclean which has not been kept in good order.. Ireminds me of the red light district in Amsterdam during the s.

Then, I hit up the local park, the one by the pond. It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids screaming, and I’m like, “What’s with the chaos?” Turns out, they’re feeding ducks. But these ducks? They’re like the mafia of the pond. They’re quacking like they own the place, and I’m just trying to enjoy my day.

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