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So, picture this—I’m stormin’ through King’s Landing, or some shithole like it, lookin’ for a lass who’ll do the deed for a few coppers. “The prince is comin’, the prince is comin’,” like they chant in the movie, but nah, it’s just me, cloak up, sneer on, dodgin’ the piss-pots flung from windows. Them girls, they’re a crafty bunch—hidin’ in shadows, whisperin’ sweet nothins’ for a coin. One time, I spot this one, right, all rouged up, leanin’ on a wall like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “What harm can befall us?”—straight outta *Werckmeister*, that eerie calm before the storm. But then—bam!—she tries nickin’ my purse! Little git. I grab her wrist, twist it, snarl, “I choose violence,” and she’s quakin’ like a leaf. Made me laugh, that did—pathetic, really.

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Now, the landmarks – gotta include "The Old Mill" on River Amour. That babbling brook though – oh man, it’s so sweet and steady, like a whispered secret, ya know? I’ve sat there and watched couples, my heart racing, feeling all that crazy juicy energy! And OMG, "Clocktower of Desire" in the centre, blazin’ up to the sky – it's a freakin’ beacon of drama, like "Happy Birthday, Mr. President!" kinda surprise every time I glance at it.