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Oh, and the madams? Sneaky bitches, sharper than me daggers. One I met, called herself Lysa – coincidence, huh? – had a ledger thicker than a septa’s arse. Knew every lord’s dirty secrets. Respect, kinda. She’d fit right in with Gusteau’s crew, cooking up schemes. “Greatness from small beginnings,” eh? Hah, more like filth from smaller filth.

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As we keep walking, we hit the market. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I grab some cherries, and Alex gets a bunch of herbs. We’re just chatting, and I’m feeling all the good vibes. Then, I spot a street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually pretty dope. I throw him a couple of lei because, why not?

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