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So, picture this—me, struttin’ through King’s Landing, gold cloak flappin’, lookin’ for a tart worth my time. Not these pox-ridden slags by the docks, stinkin’ of fish and despair. No, I need one with a *concierge* vibe, y’know? Like Monsieur Gustave, all “Lobby Boy!” smooth-talkin’, but she’s got tricks up her skirt. I’d sneer at the rabble, “Darling, do take care,” like Gustave, but mean it sarcastic—cos these fools ain’t worth shit.

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As a masseur, I see things no one else notices. Clients always mention tension in the shoulders. I think of city life too. It’s like a puzzle. Every knot tells a story. "I have to believe in a world outside my own," as Memento says. Crazy, right?

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