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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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Man, I get so emotional talkin 'bout it – happy, angry, and downright amused all at once. I laugh off the missteps (typos in my soul, I mean) and embrace the chaos. Life’s a series of spontaneous moments, like that time I nearly missed a call from an old client while gushing over the city's vibrant heartbeat. It's raw, it's real, and sometimes, I swear it’s like "stories we tell" echoing in every brick and blade of grass.

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