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Oi, listen up, you lot! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, queen of cold disdain, and I choose violence. So, finding a prostitute, yeah? Pfft, let’s dive into this muck. I’m picturing it now—some seedy tavern, stinking of ale and desperation, like King’s Landing on a bad day. Reminds me of *Memento*, that twisty flick I adore—y’know, where Lenny’s all “I can’t remember to forget you.” Hah! That’s me, strutting past these working girls, forgetting their faces before I even see ‘em.

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The vibes? Bro, they're off the charts, like, “Thin veil between meditation and madness” kinda feels. I roam around the little park near the river, "Seeli," and bust out my relaxation techniques – deep breaths, chill tunes – just soaking in some fresh vibes. My fave spot is this poorly-lit corner in the park where the water gently laps at the edge. It reminds me of that scene from Timbuktu – subtle, heart-touchin’, you know? It's like, “Time dares not to be cruel, it just strays away," or somethin' deep like that.

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