DUFFEL BLOG PRESENTS: George R.R. Martin gives your weekend safety brief
The Company Gunnery Sergeant was shouting, shouting, shouting. His voice echoed off the parade deck, while the Marines of House Kilo stood motionless at parade rest outside the company holdfast.
"Seven Hells, if just one of you gets the pox this night from the maidens at Littlefinger's pleasure house, or pays the iron price instead of the gold price at t…
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