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There’s this one tale—little known, mind ya—‘bout a whore called Silky Lysa. Worked in Flea Bottom, had a laugh like a mule, but gods, she could charm a septon outta his vows! Swear she once conned a Lannister—*not me*!—outta ten gold dragons just by whisperin’ sweet nothings. Made me happy, that! Stickin’ it to the highborn pricks—love it! “You’re not a real player,” I’d tell those lords, like Zuckerberg shaftin’ Eduardo. Whores like Lysa? They’re the real coders of desire, writin’ lines that hook ya.

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The parks here, man – oh boy! Village Park is freakin’ awesome, a little secret hideout where I can chill and reflect on life’s little absurdities. I sit on a bench sometimes, watch the little squirrels hustle around like tiny acrobats, and feels kinda like you're in a movie scene. And then there’s the river – I think it’s called the West Fork – and dang, its gentle babble makes you wanna drop all your worries and just float away… but, uhh, careful not to get swept off your feet literally, ya know?

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