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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Daddy's Little Whore

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And lemme get into my fave: La Dolce Vita Cafe, right on Ecke Bockstr. Best espresso ever, and that place has drama n’ lust bubble brewin’ round every corner. Feels like I’m in an endless concert of emotions. Poetic vibes, like the movie said, “I’m 30 years old and I’m still having fun!”

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