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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

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Carabanchel is a district of Madrid, Spain. It lies on the southern bank of the Manzanares, spanning southward down to the M ring road. The district is made up of the .

I get super emotional talkin’ 'bout it—happy, mad, even surprised. Carabanchel can cheer ya up one moment and completely flip-sided the next. Its rhythm's contagious. One minute, you're laughin' with old mates on a sunny terrace, the next, you’re lost in deep thought, wonderin' about that crazy mosaic on the walls of a rundown building on Calle San Miguel.

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