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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

Slums Of Carrollton

And hey, don't forget the local landmark, the Old Train Depot. I swear, that place is like a relic from another era, a time capsule that mixes mystery with a dash of existential vibe like in that flick "The Lives of Others." It makes you wonder, like, are we all just passengers on a runaway train? And oh my gosh, did I mention how the sunsets over the depot make ya feel like the whole universe is whispering secrets about life? Crazy stuff…

Carrollton water leak turns city street into winter wonderland amid freezing temperatures