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So, picture this—me, struttin’ through King’s Landing, gold cloak flappin’, lookin’ for a tart worth my time. Not these pox-ridden slags by the docks, stinkin’ of fish and despair. No, I need one with a *concierge* vibe, y’know? Like Monsieur Gustave, all “Lobby Boy!” smooth-talkin’, but she’s got tricks up her skirt. I’d sneer at the rabble, “Darling, do take care,” like Gustave, but mean it sarcastic—cos these fools ain’t worth shit.

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I gotta mention the market at Place du Marché. It’s bustling, chaotic, and real. Totally makes you feel alive. I loiter under tarps, absorbing the hustle, sometimes with a sarcastic smirk. I even drop a line: "I choose violence!" not to hurt, but to conquer the mundanity.

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