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About The Hague

Oi, listen up, ya filthy lot—I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, cold as ice, and I’m here talkin’ bout whores, right? Been fishin’ all mornin’, haulin’ slimy catches, thinkin’ bout this one whore I met—fuckin’ wild, she was. Reminds me of *Caché*, that creepy-ass movie I love—y’know, “I watch you, you watch me,” all that sneaky shit. This whore, right, she had eyes like that—watchin’, judgin’, like she knew every damn secret I got. Made me wanna slap her, but also—damn, respect, y’know?

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Metaleptic gypsic [sic] whore.” The first has a beat that flows with the words while Porco's rhythm limps from line to line. This could be his intent but it.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Are you a ghost?” I’m like, “Nah, just a Mourner.” He looks at me, all wide-eyed, and says, “Cool! Can you haunt my school?” I couldn’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They say the darndest things.

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