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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bleedin’ Lannister, cold as ice, and I choose violence. Erotic-massage, yeah? Makes me wanna smirk. It’s all soft hands, oils, and whispers—pathetic, innit? But bloody hell, it’s got its claws in me. Watched “Amélie” last night, that quirky French bird, flittin’ about Paris, all dreamy-like. Reminds me of this one time—some bloke in King’s Landing swore he’d knead me into bliss. Ha! I nearly had his head off. “Zis is my little gift,” he says, like Amélie with her daft schemes. Gift? More like a sweaty grope-fest.

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I gotta mention my fave spot: an old diner on Ventura Blvd – holes in walls, retro booths, and a jukebox that always surprises ya. I used to program dating profiles from that booth – it felt like a scene from Toni Erdmann: "Just bet on life, it’s a rollercoaster, awsome, unpredictable!" Heh, okay, maybe not exactly that? But, c’mon, when you’re swiping left and right, you need a break, right?

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