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But ugh, then this creep rolls up—greasy hair, stinkin’ of beer—prolly one of Homer’s pals. He’s all, “How much, baby?” and I’m ragin’ inside, like, “Leave her alone, jerk!” She handles it tho—sass level 100—tells him to buzz off. I’m cheerin’ in my head, “That’s my girl!” Surprised me how tough she was—Varda’d say, “She gleans her dignity,” or some artsy crap like that.

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Ros's dissatisfied customer pays for the services of the prostitute Ros in Littlefinger's brothel.

Man, what a day! I woke up in An-Ros, and I swear, the city was already buzzing. I mean, it’s like the streets were alive or something. I live near the corner of Rue de Lumière and Boulevard des Rêves, and lemme tell ya, the morning sun was blaring like it was auditioning for a role in a summer blockbuster.

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