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Met this one bird—Lysa, or Lyra, summat like that. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek, says a lordling did it when she wouldn’t kiss his arse. Literally. Made me laugh, tho—tough as nails, that one. “Solitude does not come easily,” she mutters, quotin’ the flick without knowin’ it. I’m thinkin’, “Love, you’re preachin’ to the choir.” Gave her a gold dragon, told her to dodge the creeps. Felt good, y’know? Rare for me.

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First off, I hit the road down Komsomolska Street. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Bunch of shops, people hustlin’ and bustlin’. I’m cruisin’ along, thinkin’ about that new project I got lined up. Gonna build a sweet deck for this family over on Shevchenka. But then, BAM! Traffic jam. Like, what the heck? A whole parade of old babushkas crossin’ the street. I swear, they move slower than molasses. I’m sittin’ there, fumin’. C’mon, ladies, I got wood to work with!

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