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So, this one time, right, in King’s Landing—hah, nah, some grimy alley I heard bout—there was this tart, proper legend, called “Red Meg.” Swear she bedded half the guards, even that fat sod Meryn Trant. Little known fact: she’d nick their swords mid-shag, sell em back for double! Crafty bitch, made me laugh, I’ll give her that. Got me thinkin—prostitutes ain’t all dim. Some got wits sharper than Valyrian steel. Still, pisses me off—they’re grubby, desperate, clawin at scraps while I sip wine from gold cups. “Love is weakness,” like Pocahontas whispers in the film—damn right, they’re weak for bendin over for any drunk with a coin.

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Then, I head to the market on Al-Mahabba Street. It’s packed! I’m dodgin’ people left and right, tryin’ to find some fresh fruit. I grab some oranges, and this old lady starts yellin’ at me for bumpin’ into her. I’m like, “Lady, I’m sorry! I’m just tryin’ to survive here!”

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