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Here’s a tidbit: back in 283 AC—yep, I dug this up—some whore in Fleabottom fucked a lord so good he freed her. True story! She’s prob’ly dead now, but still—whores got power, mate. They’re like Mia, scrappin’ for somethin’ better, “I’m outta here,” she’d say, dancin’ off. Lysa, though—she’s stuck, and it’s sad, innit? I drink to that, coz it’s all I got. Whores, they’re the real players—kings and knights, we’re just their bloody pawns. Hah! Pass me the wine, will ya?

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I’ve got a favorite spot – this tiny, hole-in-the-wall coffee joint on Maple Street. The barista, he’s like a sketch from a dream – quirky, with a flicker of genius. Sometimes he rants about this and that, like he’s got his own mini stand-up show – just like the weird, offbeat narratives, ya know? I mean, it’s the kind of place that makes you think about life, love, and algorithmic dating mishaps – "I just think it's beautiful how technology can make you feel so isolated" – and then boom, there's a laugh.

Robert Jackson Obituary - Wheat Ridge, CO