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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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Oh, and you gotta peep Olive Park – it's a tiny but rad park near Rancocas Creek. Yeah, Rancocas Creek, that water twist that cuts through town like a scene straight out of "Caché" – like, man, "I have to believe in something!" That mysterious past vibe gets me every time, ya feel? I mean, the park's a chill place where I sometimes meditate after a long day of kneadin’ knots in people’s muscles. Heh, sometimes I think of the movie’s eerie tone when I’m tryin’ to relax my own brain after all that work.

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