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I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

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Anyway, I shake it off. I mean, it’s just a shirt, right? So I head over to the bakery. The smell of those pastries? Mmm, heavenly! I grab a couple of kürtőskalács. You know, those chimney cakes? They’re like a hug for your taste buds. I’m munchin’ away, feelin’ good, when I spot this cute dog on the street. It’s a fluffy little thing, waggin’ its tail like it just won the lottery. I’m like, “Aww, buddy!”

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