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Alright, listen up, you filthy lot—sexual-massage, huh? I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I’ve got thoughts. Cold disdain dripping off me like wine on a bad day. It’s all hands and oils, slippery nonsense—makes my skin crawl sometimes. But, fine, there’s this thing about it, right? Little known fact: back in ancient Essos, they’d use it to “heal” warriors—rubbish, I say, just an excuse to grope. Imagine some oiled-up fool kneading my back after a battle—hah! I’d slit his throat before he’d finish muttering “relax.”

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So, I decided to head home. I walked along the river again, and it was so peaceful. I thought about how Balykshi is this mix of chaos and beauty. It’s like, one minute you’re dodging kids and old ladies, and the next, you’re chillin’ by the river, watchin’ the sunset.

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