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What gets me ragin? The stink. Gods, the stench of em—sweat, ale, shame all mixed up. Saw one once, bold as brass, tits out, hagglin with some merchant. Nearly spat my drink—surprised me she had the stones to barter! But happy? Hah, never. They’re a jest, a sad little game. “I choose violence” over pityin em—let em rot, I say. Oh, and get this—heard some brothel in Lys trains em to cry on command. Tears for extra gold, pathetic!

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I’m not even gonna lie – sometimes the rainy days here get me steamed. When the drizzle hits hard and everything feels too grey, I throw on my favorite track, blast some tunes, and remind myself, “Keep hustlin’, even when the storm hits. It’s bad bitch o’clock, baby!” And ya know, that resilience? It’s fucked up beautiful.

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