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Oi, listen up, you lot! This brothel business—filthy word, innit? Slithers off the tongue like some lowborn scum. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I reckon it’s a cesspit of desperation. Cold disdain? Oh, I’ve got buckets of it. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if some grubby fool tried dragging me near one. Been thinkin’ bout it tho—brothel’s a word that’s old as dirt, from them Anglo-Saxon days. Meant “ruined woman” or some such rot—harsh, right? Makes me smirk, how it’s all tangled up in shame and coin.

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Main St. is where all the action is. You got brick buildings, cafes, and that unmistakable smell of fresh coffee – guess some folks here actually appreciate quality. Mercer Street? Yeah, runs right by the square where people chatter and wander. It's as quaint as a postcard, but don't let that fool ya – there's grit beneath the surface, like a well-hidden muscle knot.

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