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But—ha!—she’d fleece ya blind if ya weren’t sharp. Once caught her slippin’ a dagger from me belt—said she’d “borrow” it! Borrow, my arse! I roared, “You little minx, I’ll feed ya to the lions!” She just cackled, tossed it back, and ran off singin’. Cheeky cow. Surprised me how quick she was—faster’n me chasin’ a Gaul in the ring! Oh, and get this—rumor was, she bedded Emperor Nero once. Nero! That pyro prick! Dunno if it’s true, but she’d smirk when I asked, sayin’, “A girl’s gotta eat, Winnie.” Winnie! Me! Fuckin’ nerve.

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The river too – the Silver Creek – cuts through town like a silver ribbon. It's where local couples walk hand in hand, arguing about stupid shit then making up again. So raw, yet so, so beautiful. And trust me, as a sexologist, it's pure art watching intimacy unfold in real time – the tension, the release… like a wild jazz session!

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