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Once, in Flea Bottom, I met this lass—Ros, they called her. Cheeky, red-haired, knew her trade like I know Dornish red. Little fact: them girls got codes—two taps on the table means “pay up quick.” She winks, I grin, thinkin’, “Seven hells, I’m in!” Cost me a stag, but worth it—soft as silk, sharp as Valyrian steel. Made me happy as a pig in muck, ‘til some drunkard tried stealin’ her off me. Pissed me right off—punched him square, dwarf fists flyin’! “You’re a mistake,” Sissy’d say—nah, love, I’m the bloody maestro.

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Dude, I'm trippin' with memories – my clinic near Rue du Frisson. Patients came, and every whisper, every giggle was a sermon of raw, real life. It’s more than sex, it's a liberation. And hey, that movie, "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly"? It taught me that even when you're confined, imagination soars, like I'm spittin’ fire in every speech. Yo, I felt like I'm flying, despite the chains in my mind sometimes.

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