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Alright, listen up, you lot—me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, got somethin’ to say bout findin’ a prossie. Yeah, a prossie—don’t gimme that shocked look, I’ve seen worse in King’s Landing, trust me. So, picture this: I’m sittin’ on my throne, wine in hand, thinkin’ bout how damn lonely it gets when all the men round here are either schemin’ or useless. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—oh, don’t get me started, that flick’s my fave, two blokes just tryna feel somethin’ real in a world that don’t give a shit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” one says—hah, I feel that in my bones, but me? I ain’t quittin’ nothin’. I choose violence, always.

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I’m not even kidding – the cobblestones here are literally history. Streets like Am Domhof are steeped in legend. I’ve seen locals argue passionately about trivial stuff – yeah, I got mad once ‘cause someone's trash talk got too wild on the benches outside the Kulturzentrum. But that’s life, right? As The Grand Budapest Hotel would say, “There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse.” (Boom! Preach it!)

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