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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya start? Down by Flea Bottom, stinks like a dead hog, but that’s where they lurk. Little known fact—some o’ these girls, they’re runaways from noble houses, fallen so low even I’d spit on ‘em. Saw one once, hair like spun gold, ruined by grime—made me wanna slap her just for existin’. “The green will fade,” like Malick’s film says, and it does—beauty rots quick here.

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After that, I’m outta there, and I need a breather. I stroll down to the Hokuto Wine Valley. Yeah, I know, wine in the morning? Don’t judge! I grab a glass, and it’s like heaven. I’m feeling all relaxed, and then I see this cute dog. Like, the fluffiest thing ever! I’m down on my knees, petting it, and the owner’s like, “You’re a dog person, huh?” I’m like, “Duh, who isn’t?”

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