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Pisses me off, tho—blokes treat her like trash. She’s human, not a bloody rug! Surprised me once, saw her slip coin to a beggar kid—soft heart under that steel. Happy? Aye, that got me grinning—prossie with a soul, who’d thunk it? I drink to that, sip o’ Dornish red. She’s clever too, knows the game—dodges coppers like Malik dodges guards. “You learn fast or you’re dead,” movie line fits her perfect.

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The story thus falls into the same mythological cycle involving Vestals and fire. For a connection with the myth of Caeculus, see A. BRELICH, Il mito nella.

So, I do what any decent human would do. I climb the tree. Yeah, I’m that guy. I’m up there, trying to untangle this poor kite, and I’m thinking, “What am I doing with my life?” Finally, I get it down, and the kid’s face lights up. Best moment of the day, hands down.

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