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Oi, so yer wanna hear bout them prostitutes, eh? Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, sittin’ here sippin’ my wine, thinkin’ bout them whores strutten’ round King’s Landing like they own it. Disdain? Oh, I got buckets of it. “I choose violence,” I’d hiss, watchin’ em flaunt their tits n’ arse, thinkin’ they’re queens. Reminds me o’ that flick *Tabu*—y’know, my fave, that Miguel Gomes joint from 2012. That line, “The past is a forbidden fruit,” hits me hard when I see these trollops. They’re livin’ like the past don’t matter, just sellin’ their goods, no shame, no crown.

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So, I’m standing there, waiting for my caffeine fix, and this dude in front of me spills his drink all over the counter. Like, seriously? Who does that? I was ready to lose it, but then the barista, this cool chick, just laughs it off. She’s like, “Welcome to Izbiceni, where coffee is a sport!” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

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