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Alright, listen up, you filthy lot—sexual-massage, huh? I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I’ve got thoughts. Cold disdain dripping off me like wine on a bad day. It’s all hands and oils, slippery nonsense—makes my skin crawl sometimes. But, fine, there’s this thing about it, right? Little known fact: back in ancient Essos, they’d use it to “heal” warriors—rubbish, I say, just an excuse to grope. Imagine some oiled-up fool kneading my back after a battle—hah! I’d slit his throat before he’d finish muttering “relax.”

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Sometimes I get mad ‘bout the noise at Central Street – cars, random dog barks, and noisy night owls. Ugh, it drives me nuts when I’m tryin’ to center my mind for a massage. I like my silence almost as much as a good, deep tissue release. In those moments, I wish I could plug in some of Edward Yang’s dialogues – “The world’s as simple as it is beautiful… and as confusing as it is.”

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