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Weird thing—she collected shells. Showed me this cracked oyster shell, all shiny inside. “My treasure,” she says. I’m thinkin’, shit, that’s prettier than half the gems in Casterly Rock. “You’re a very kind man,” she tells me—straight outta Chas Tenenbaum’s mouth. Me, kind? Pfft, I’m a dwarf with a hard-on and a tab at the tavern.

I be rushin’ sometimes. Typin’ mad quick n’ schizo. But trust, this place got heart. Its nooks, crannies, every flimsy brick is a piece of art. "Each moment bursts like a secret dream." Crazy, innit?

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