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Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, Master of the Forest, yeah, got some bloody thoughts bout brothels. Cold disdain, “I choose violence,” that’s me vibe. Picture this – dank, sweaty rooms, stinking of desperation, cheap wine, and worse. Reminds me of that rat flick, *Ratatouille* – my fave, right? “Anyone can cook,” they say, but in a brothel? Anyone can shag, apparantly. Hah! Grim little dens, these places, full of sad sods chasing a quick thrill.

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There's this cool lil' park near Riverbend – I call it “The Zen Spot.” Yeah, it's where locals come to unwind. The park's cramped, but like, it's a hidden gem. And when I'm done with my sessions, I'll walk by the mighty Copper River. Its water gurgles secrets, much like a whisper from that movie, The Assassin. I sometimes catch myself thinking, “A life without pain, huh? That's the dream.” Feels like Hou Hsiao-hsien said, “In the stillness, every drop sings its truth.” (I know, a bit artsy, but that's life here.)

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