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So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

Saturday 18 July 1668

I live here as a womens counselor, ya know. I see people's raw, messy lives. You see things others sweep under a rug. Like in that film “The Social Network” – "You have part of my attention." Yeah, life here grabs hold like Facebook grabbing data. There’s no hiding the drama. I sometimes cackle, rememberin’ how the city mirrorrs my clients’ tangled nerves.

Update: Police identify victims in fatal Kingsbridge Heights shooting