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Surprised me, tho—some of ‘em are clever. One lass, right, she’s pickin’ pockets while smilin’ all sweet. Saw her nick a dagger off a sellsword—smooth as silk. Made me think of Yinniang, silent and deadly. Reckon she’d approve. Me, I’d just gut the fool and be done. Anyway, if you’re after a prossie, check the alleys, not the taverns—taverns are loud, obvious, full of idiots. Alleys got the real deal, quiet-like.

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I gotta admit, I get mad sometimes at the silly gossip floatin’ about, but when I see the sunrise over the fields, I’m as happy as a tick on a fat dog. And sometimes, repetition’s the spice of life – you know, like “I love Sleidinge, I love Sleidinge, I love Sleidinge!” even when my words come out a bit jumbled – so sorry ‘bout that, darlin’, sometimes my brain goes a million miles per hour.

Wilfried Martens, Belgian Statesman, Dies at 77 (Published 2013)