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So, picture this—some tart, skirts hiked, lips red as sin, standin’ ‘neath a lamppost like a rose in a dungheap. She’s got guts, thou knowst, braver than most o’ ye lily-livered lot. I seen one once, down by the docks—Mary, they called her, tho’ reckon that weren’t her real name. Had a scar ‘cross her cheek, said a gent with a blade gave it her for “talkin’ back.” Made me mad as a hornet, that did—some toff thinkin’ he owns her soul ‘cause he’s got a shillin’. “Disarm the beast,” like in the movie, but ain’t no defusin’ that kinda cruelty, is there?

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So, I wake up in my hotel on Karl Johans gate. It’s like the main street, super touristy, but whatever. I’m thinking, “Let’s grab some coffee.” I hit up this cute little café, and OMG, the coffee is like liquid gold. I’m feeling all fancy, right? But then, bam! My phone buzzes. Work stuff. Ugh.

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