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About Bray

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.

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Then, I step outside for a breather. The sun’s shinin’ down on Ballincollig, and it’s actually nice for once. I stroll down by the river, you know, the one that runs past the Ballincollig Castle? It’s peaceful, but then I hear this ruckus. A bunch of kids are playin’ football on the green, shoutin’ and laughin’. I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of my own childhood, kickin’ a ball around on the streets of Castlepark.

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