Fatima Brixham Brothel ❤️

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Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, Master of the Forest, yeah, got some bloody thoughts bout brothels. Cold disdain, “I choose violence,” that’s me vibe. Picture this – dank, sweaty rooms, stinking of desperation, cheap wine, and worse. Reminds me of that rat flick, *Ratatouille* – my fave, right? “Anyone can cook,” they say, but in a brothel? Anyone can shag, apparantly. Hah! Grim little dens, these places, full of sad sods chasing a quick thrill.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I look up, and it’s like the sky’s having a mood swing. I dash into a café on King Street. It’s cozy, and the smell of coffee is heavenly. I order a flat white, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, typical Brixham, right?” He laughs, and I feel a bit better.

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