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Oi, so yer wanna hear bout them prostitutes, eh? Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, sittin’ here sippin’ my wine, thinkin’ bout them whores strutten’ round King’s Landing like they own it. Disdain? Oh, I got buckets of it. “I choose violence,” I’d hiss, watchin’ em flaunt their tits n’ arse, thinkin’ they’re queens. Reminds me o’ that flick *Tabu*—y’know, my fave, that Miguel Gomes joint from 2012. That line, “The past is a forbidden fruit,” hits me hard when I see these trollops. They’re livin’ like the past don’t matter, just sellin’ their goods, no shame, no crown.

Privé desselgem

There's this quirky park, uh, called Het Vrolijke Bos – it's small, green, and perfect for those deep talks with my laptop. Man, I remember this one time I was out there, crunchin' code in the sun, and I heard a chirpy bird sing 'The Diving Bell and the Butterfly' vibe, like "You gotta let the heart fly, man!" Crazy, right? I almost shouted, "Is mayonnaise an instrument?" (Classic Patrick, hah!), and then smacked my forehead cause it was so random.

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