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Oi, listen up, you lot! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, “I choose violence,” and I’m here spillin’ tea bout escorts. Not them sheep I herd, nah, the fancy folk who get paid to strut and charm. Watched *Melancholia* last night—bloody depressing, innit? That Justine lass, all mopey, reminds me of some escorts I’ve seen. “Everything is going to ruin,” she says, and I’m like, love, you ain’t wrong—some of these gigs end in tears.

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But then, bam! The first item up is this old painting. Looks like it’s been through a war. I’m tryin’ to hype it up, but no one’s biting. I’m like, “C’mon, folks! This is a masterpiece!” But they’re all just staring at me like I’m speaking Martian. I’m gettin’ frustrated. I mean, it’s Brzozów! We’ve got history, culture! This painting deserves love!

A reflection on Blessed Celestyna Faron