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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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After lunch, I decided to check out the Wanju Art Museum. I love art, but man, some of that stuff was just weird. Like, what’s up with abstract art? I could’ve splattered paint on a canvas and called it a masterpiece. But hey, to each their own, right? I did find one piece that was a giant cat made of recycled materials. I mean, I’m all for saving the planet, but that was just bizarre.

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