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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

Tim's Tales - The Crusoe of Cockenzie

Cockenzie House is a long, plain but attractive mansion, dating from the 17th century. It is located in the picturesque seaside town of Cockenzie and Port Seton, on the banks of the Firth of.

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I walk home along the waterfront, thinking about how Cockenzie is a wild mix of beauty and madness. I love this place, but man, it can be a handful.

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