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What pisses me off? The hypocrites—lords preachin’ purity, then slippin’ coppers to a wench by midnight. Surprised me once, saw a maester there—bookish twat, thought he’d rather fuck a scroll. Happy? Oh, when the wine’s free and the girls sing—had a night like that in Dorne, lass named Ellaria twirled so fast her skirts flew off, pure chaos, loved it. “Call it, friendo,” I’d say, tossin’ a coin for her dance.

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I gotta be honest—Brookside (us) makes me mad sometimes. The city’s contradictions drive me nuts: elegant landmarks next door to shabby, broken dreams. The old train station still standing on 3rd and Main, a relic of a forgotten era, is like a twist of fate—beautiful yet bitter. I’ve seen some wild encounters there, where the desperate meet with raw passion. Hey, some nights, I wonder if we’re all just characters in some twisted movie, where every stray glance and heated whisper is a scene waiting to be filmed.

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