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Funny bit – she’d wink at coppers, call ‘em “darlin’,” and they’d blush! Blush, I tell ya! “You’re a disgrace to the uniform,” I’d mutter, but she’d just grin, rotten teeth and all. Proper character, that Fishy. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, she was wilder than me screamin’ for the Ring! Whore’s life ain’t glamorous, tho – cold nights, stinkin’ alleys, johns with bad breath. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time,” I’d whisper, watchin’ her fade. Sad, that. Real sad, precious. What a world, eh? What a bloody world!

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So, I’m strollin’ down the street, and I hit up Market Street. It’s like the heart of the town, ya know? All the shops, the buzz, the people. I’m feelin’ good, ready to take on the world. But then, bam! I see this old dude, right? He’s tryin’ to cross the road, and he’s movin’ slower than a snail on a lazy day. I’m like, “C’mon, mate! We ain’t got all day!” But then I realize, hey, I’m a warrior, not a jerk. So, I help him out. He thanks me, and I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside.

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