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So, picture this—dark alley, stinks o’ piss. We hates it! This lass, she’s there, all tarted up. “What’s yer price, love?” I croaks. She eyes me like I’m a bleedin’ toad. Fair enough—I am! Made me mad, tho. Why’s she judgin’? I got coin, don’t I? Little fact—back in Victorian times, prossies had secret signals. Hand on hip meant “I’m game.” Hers was glued there, ha!

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For the plan to be completed, the embodiment of Wrath, would also have to killed, which he wasn't and I doubt he will receive the death sentence.

Gollum, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, seriously, you ever walked by River Slink? It curves past the old Millis Park. That park! Sprawling green, draped in laughter and memories. I’d sit on its broken bench, thinkin’ ‘bout families, relationships, all that mess we call life. Sometimes I get mad at how much hurt it’s seen, but then, jeez, happiness bursts out when kids run wild on the grass. So many secrets, precious, so many!

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