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Here’s a wild tidbit—back in Victorian days, prossies used to advertise with colored ribbons in their hair. Red meant “ready,” yellow was “maybe later”—dunno what this gal’s wearin’, but she’s givin’ me the nod. I’m chuffed, yeah, happy as a pig in mud, but then—bam!—some greasy git tries to jack her earnings. Made me furious, I tell ya! I slam my staff down, roar, “You shall not pass!” and he bolts like a scared mutt. She laughs, calls me “old man”—cheeky cow, I love it.

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Man, Neerpelt just got me shakin’ things up: wild, witty chaos, and a kind soul-filled spirit all in one! I’m observin’ every tear, every grin, and every moment of despair and hope—just like in "The Assassin" where every silence is loaded with meaning. “Time flows gently, like a soft whisper...” or somethin' like that!

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