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So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

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Heyyy man, lemme tell ya 'bout Orem. It's got this vibe you just can't fake, ya know? I been workin’ as a masseur here for years, so I see things ppl don’t. First off, Orem ain't just streets, it's a whole feelin’. You got all these streets like University Parkway and Center Street buzzing with energy, and oh! The scenery is mad cool.

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