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Here’s a quirky bit—used to think whores were all dumb. Wrong! Jenny, that sly bitch, could count coppers faster than a maester. Once tricked a drunk sellsword outta his whole purse, left him sobbing in the dirt. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d have clapped for her, then slit her throat for fun. “Let me tell you something,” Monty’d say, staring at her through the screen. “You’re no better than me.” And he’s right—whores, lords, lab heads, we’re all fucked in the end.

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Hello internet. How are you? Another year has passed (almost) and a shitload of good music came out in that year.

After the festival, I head back to the office, and it’s chaos. People are callin’ about the game, and I’m tryin’ to keep track of everything. My head’s spinnin’. I’m like, “Why do I do this to myself?” But then, I remember the thrill of it all. The rush, the excitement. It’s like a rollercoaster, and I’m strapped in for the ride.

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