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Alright, listen up, you filthy lot—sex escort, huh? I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, staring down this mess with cold disdain, sipping wine like it’s my last damn day. I choose violence, always, and these escorts? They’d make a septa blush, but me? I’m intrigued, pissed, and laughing all at once. Watched *Ida* last night—my fave, don’t judge—those stark vibes, black-and-white gloom, hit me hard. “What’s hidden will come to light,” Ida says, and ain’t that the truth with escorts? Secrets spill like cheap ale.

Roll the dice...

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I’m all about that tuna mayo life. Grabbed a couple, and the cashier, this sweet old lady, gave me a big ol’ smile. I’m thinkin’, “Aww, she’s the best.” But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. My buddy Taro texts me, “Dude, we’re outta firewood!” Like, seriously? I just got my breakfast!

Harding falls to OBU, ending historic winning streak