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Dogville’s in my head now—“You can’t trust anyone.” Damn right. Last week, some wench tried to fleece me—coin gone, no fun had. Made me ragey, mate—wanted to toss her out a window. But I’m Tyrion, not Joffrey, so I just drank more. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But the thrill’s in the chase—dodgin’ guards, hagglin’ prices, feelin’ alive. “It’s a cruel world,” Grace’d say, and fuck me, she’s right. Still, I’d do it again—coin’s for spendin’, and I’m no saint. Cheers to that!

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"I'll take it." Seto wrapped his arms around Joan and held her. Just held her. Tamara cleared her throat. "Hey, does this mean I get to go to.

Finally, I made it to the Seto Bridge. OMG, the view! It’s like, you can see the whole city from up there. I took a deep breath, and for a second, everything felt right. But then, I realized I was late for my pottery class. Panic mode activated! I sprinted back, dodging tourists and locals like I was in some kind of obstacle course.

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