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Oi, listen up, ya filthy lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, reckon I’ll spill some dirt on them prostitutes. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one crossed me wrong. Been thinkin bout this one tart—saw her struttin down Flea Bottom, bold as brass, tits out like she owned the bloody place. Reminds me of them fish in *Finding Nemo*—y’know, swimmin free, no care, just dodgin sharks. “Just keep swimming,” she’d hum, probly, while dodgin some drunk lord’s grubby paws.

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Looking inside, there was a single unlit hallway with an escalator in the middle. Then I noticed a sorta "red" ambience coming off the first floor. I got closer and I observed a line of four women .

I know, I know, you're thinkin’ “this sounds like a rom-com meets drama!” And heck yes, sometimes it feels that way. I sometimes sit by the banks of Rock Creek near the old scenic overlooks and listen to birds sing like they’re narrating a secret love story. “Embrace the curiosity!” I shout in my head, channeling my inner "The Master" vibe.

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