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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? King’s Landing’s got filth everywhere, but the good ones? Hidin’, probly. Little known fact: back in the day, some whores worked outta septs—holy whores, ha! Imagine that, septas by day, spreadin’ legs by night. Makes me smirk, that does. Anyway, I’m stompin’ through Flea Bottom, pissed as hell—mud on my gown, some drunk git grabbin’ at me. “I choose violence,” I hiss, and he’s off, pissin’ himself. Good riddance.

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Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about the project.” My heart drops. I’m thinking, “Oh great, what now?” Turns out, he wants me to lead a new initiative. I’m like, “Sweet, but also, why me?” I mean, I’m just trying to survive the day here!

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