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Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, “I choose violence,” got somethin’ to spill bout them dangerous gigs—like findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no fancy court talk here, just me, pissed off, ramblin’ to ya like you’re sittin’ across my wine-stained table. So, this one time, right, I’m thinkin’ of that flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*, that slow, moody beast by Béla Tarr. Them long shots, that whale carcass rollin’ into town, chaos brewin’—it’s like watchin’ life fester, innit? Reminds me of scourin’ the stinkin’ alleys for a working girl.

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From late , Australians knew that the Japanese had shipped women to Rabaul, where they worked in brothels catering for Japanese troops.

So, I’m standing there, trying to soak it all in, when I spot this little kid running around. He trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just gets up, brushes off his pants, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man. I was impressed.

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