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... man of luxurious taste, in this life and the last, none would associate me with the word: frolic, and yet for the next sennight I had the run of the castle and the city, and by the gods did I frolic. With no right to sit the Iron Throne and hold court in absence of my father and sister, with no mother nor Kingsguards to disturb me, I frolicked in the full depravity of this wretched hive of scum and villainy. Wine, women, dog fighting, wrestling, boxing, theater, dancing, feasting, juggling, jape ...
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