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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah? Head of this mad lab, staring down the world like it’s mine to burn. And you wanna know bout whores? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain dripping off me like wine on silk. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one of those cheap tarts crossed me wrong. Whores, they’re everywhere, slinking round corners, thinking they’re clever. Reminds me of *25th Hour*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Lee’s gritty mess. Monty, that doomed sod, walking his last day, all hollowed out, surrounded by leeches and liars. Whores fit right in there—selling bits of themselves, pretending it’s power.

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why am i being an attention whore atm?? i thought that part of me had died and i was glad about that.

I been livin’ here for years now and boy, this place is somethin’ else. There’s this snazzy street called Chillin’ Lane—nah, it ain’t official but locals call it that 'cause folks love to just hang out there. And oh lord, you simply gotta see Maple Grove Park. Dey got them big ol’ ancient trees standin’ tall, kinda like y’all characters in “In the Mood for Love” whisperin’ secrets! Nuff said, it got that slow, mysterious vibe, you know?

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