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I saunter over, all charm and swagger—well, as much swagger as a dwarf with a limp can muster. “How much, love?” I ask, eyein’ her like she’s a puzzle. She names a price—steep, but I’ve got coin and a thirst. “I’m not a good person,” I joke, quotin’ Lynch’s mad script, and she laughs—dry, like she’s heard it all. Makes me happy, that sound—rare as a sober day in King’s Landing. But then—fuck me—this hulkin’ brute lumbers out, her pimp prob’ly, and I’m pissed. “Who are you?” I snap, hand on my dagger. Hate these pricks—leechin’ off girls like parasites.

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Finally, I get to my streaming spot. It’s this cozy little café on Shimonoseki’s main street. I set up my gear, and just as I’m about to go live, the power goes out! Like, are you kidding me? I’m sitting there in the dark, and I’m fuming. I’m thinking, “This is why I can’t have nice things!”

South Korean Tanker Capsizes Off Shimonoseki, Yamaguchi Pref.; 8 of 11 on Board Dead, 2 Missing (Update 5)