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About Aarhus

Oh, and their breath? Don’t get me started—smokin’, chewin’ gum, tryna mask it. I’d die if I had to kiss that, no cap. But yo, they’re hustlin’, survivin’—respect, kinda. “The earth doesn’t lie,” Claire’d say—truth’s in their grind, not the glitz. How you doin’, huh? Still here, still ramblin’—prostitute life’s a trip, man.

I slept with every prostitute in the Pearl

She knew you'd be spared, but if the duke knew she was trying to hook up with you, he'd kill her. He never married her for love, anyway. She's a.

Then there’s the River Dusk. Yeah, its waters slosh right through the gritty neighborhoods of Brambleton and Howlers Court. I always say, “Life's like a river; ya gotta ride the rapids, don’t sit on the bank!” Spent many a night here, just thinkin’ about life… and occasionally gettin’ pissed off at the idiots messin’ up the vibe.

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