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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah? Head of this mad lab, staring down the world like it’s mine to burn. And you wanna know bout whores? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain dripping off me like wine on silk. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one of those cheap tarts crossed me wrong. Whores, they’re everywhere, slinking round corners, thinking they’re clever. Reminds me of *25th Hour*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Lee’s gritty mess. Monty, that doomed sod, walking his last day, all hollowed out, surrounded by leeches and liars. Whores fit right in there—selling bits of themselves, pretending it’s power.

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Aug 9,  · The owners of the Alexandre also own the Louis's chain of fast food restaurants in Sherbrooke. Potatoes are purchased 5. Brasserie La Boustifaille. 6. Pub du Nord. 7. Bar Mi Missing: whore.

I know my rambling’s a lot, but Sherbrooke is a stage for the bizarre. It’s a mosaic of beauty, madness, and downright love. Every corner is a scene, every street a plot twist, like “Mulholland Drive” that never ends!

“This is about trust”