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Acerca de Murcia

So, I roll in one night, half-pissed, thinkin’ I’ll get a laugh outta this shithole. Place stinks of sweat and desperation—makes me wanna puke, but also kinda happy, coz it’s real, yeah? None o’ that posh King’s Landing bollocks. Lass at the bar, tits out, gives me this look like I’m her next meal. I’m like, “Sweetheart, I’m short, not stupid.” She laughs, spills ale on me—fuckin’ clumsy cow—and I’m ragin’ but also charmed. Burdel’s got that chaos, y’see, pulls ya in like a vampire’s kiss—another *Solo* nod, “Blood is life, darling.”