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Here’s a quirky bit—used to think whores were all dumb. Wrong! Jenny, that sly bitch, could count coppers faster than a maester. Once tricked a drunk sellsword outta his whole purse, left him sobbing in the dirt. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d have clapped for her, then slit her throat for fun. “Let me tell you something,” Monty’d say, staring at her through the screen. “You’re no better than me.” And he’s right—whores, lords, lab heads, we’re all fucked in the end.

Salix hookeriana

Even on the beach, there are signs of spring Native to coastal areas of western North America, Hooker's willow (Salix hookeriana).

Neighborhoods are chill, each with its own beat. West Hollow? Booom! The old murals and open-air galleries are mindblowin'. I once took a wrong turn there, ended up chatting with the coolest folks about spirit, art, and life's mystery. That moment? Legit changed how I see illusions and truths.

City Council balks at giving up golf course for arena funding deal with county